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Tuesday, July 4th, 2006
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10:57p - infected eye
I think it was Saturday when I first felt something in my right eye. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt something sharp under my top eyelid.
By Monday morning it was really hurting and swallowed, and I had some discharge from my eye. So I told john I wasn’t going to work so I could phone the doctors. Them he started his usual crying saying I am lazy and I should go to work and he would phone the doctors for me. But I already learned from experience not to trust john when he promise this things.
So I got on the bus and kept on trying to get on the phone with the doctors. Them as I was coming out of the bus in town, it was 8am, I got my appointment for 8.35. Crossed to the other side of the road to get the bus all the way, passing by our house to the doctors. Should have followed my first idea instead of listening to john.
Doctor gave me some stuff for my eye and them I had to go all the way back to town, passing once more our house. I have to put the stuff 4 times a day, and its quite trick. And I couldn’t type properly because my vision kept on going blur.
Got home, john didn’t ever bothered asking how my shit day was.
This morning was even worst. My eye swallowed even more, although I don’t have such much of the pain as before.
But I am having a little bit of fun with people staring at my face in the streets and at work. They probably think my husband bit me up.
current mood:  blah (comment on this)
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