So, I woke up this morning and one of my eyes was sticking closed. I figured it was just some mascara I had forgotten to take off last night had somehow managed to semi-glue my eye shut. I finagled it open, only to realize that some nasty stuff was coming from my eye. Of course, you all know what my mind was screaming when I realized that. Pink eye! When I got to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, my eye was red, but not horrifically so. I told my mom about it, but still went to school so that my teacher would know that I tried.
After I arrived at school and my teacher had one of the Med Assistant instructors take a glance at me, she gave me some homework and told me to see a doctor and take the rest of the day off. At the doctor’s office, he gave me a rather vague answer, saying it could only the early stages of pink eye, so he prescribed the drops and gave me a school excuse. I am now spending the rest of the day doing what I want, taking my drops, hot compresses, and sleeping. Maybe some writing. And homework, and sh*t…
Sometimes, I hate it when life happens.
And on that note, it’s been real!
It's Been Real! 