Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Contacts stuck in my eye

Man, I'm lazy. I blame it on summer. I don't have any specific reason for that blame, but anyway... here's a pointless story to share just because I haven't written anything lately.

I've worn contacts for about 20 years now. Never in my life have I encountered issues like I have in the past few months. Awhile back, I rubbed my eye at work and managed to get my contact stuck somewhere in the depths of my eyeball. It took about 10 minutes before I finally got the sucker out. It was crafty--felt like it was up high, but it was actually stuck down low.

Then, last night, I was taking my contacts out. They were pretty dry (probably from the nap I took in the sun after work), and as I was pulling the left one out, the top of it stuck to my eyeball and it ripped in half. I came downstairs, Marc blinded me with his flashlight looking for it, and I eventually pushed my lids together to make it bunch out to the point where I could get it out.

That sucked.

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