Sandpapered eyes
Jan. 31st, 2007 12:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
superbadgirlUgh, I thought my eyes had recovered sufficiently (I do think it was the glycolic now, and I have to be more careful with that before I do permanent damage) enough to wear contacts, but not so much. Now I have them in, can't take them out because I don't have any solution, and sit here with the scratchiest feeling in my eyes.
Not cool.
Last night I dreamt I was in a car, driving through a snowy mountain pass. Actually, I wasn't driving. I was in the back seat, lying prone and trying to sleep. I think I was a guy. My two brothers were in the front, and they kept teasing me about getting a woman's phone number. (Note, not my actual brothers, my fictional brothers.)
Later, I dreamt that I woke up one morning and couldn't open my eyes. I had to knock on HN's door and ask him to take me to Group Health's urgent care up on Capitol Hill. (Clearly, this one's related to my eye issues in real time.) He said he couldn't because his brother got to use the car. I somehow managed to find the keys to my car and made him use that one, even though he was reluctant to drive it. He dropped me off - came in with me, actually, and kissed me goodbye for some reason, which I thought very strange at the time because he'd been kind of awkward and uncomfortable even taking me. But I didn't say anything because the whole being blinded took precedence.
Not cool.
Last night I dreamt I was in a car, driving through a snowy mountain pass. Actually, I wasn't driving. I was in the back seat, lying prone and trying to sleep. I think I was a guy. My two brothers were in the front, and they kept teasing me about getting a woman's phone number. (Note, not my actual brothers, my fictional brothers.)
Later, I dreamt that I woke up one morning and couldn't open my eyes. I had to knock on HN's door and ask him to take me to Group Health's urgent care up on Capitol Hill. (Clearly, this one's related to my eye issues in real time.) He said he couldn't because his brother got to use the car. I somehow managed to find the keys to my car and made him use that one, even though he was reluctant to drive it. He dropped me off - came in with me, actually, and kissed me goodbye for some reason, which I thought very strange at the time because he'd been kind of awkward and uncomfortable even taking me. But I didn't say anything because the whole being blinded took precedence.
