Saturday, May 30th day 5.

After spending a miserable week I longed for the day when I would open my eyes in the morning and not have an icebag as an appendage.  

Friday was so awful I ended up laying flat again, holding the ice bag for dear life.  It was my eyeball now.  It felt like I had an eyelash or some foreign object in my eye but I couldn't see to find it.  I'd take a sterile gauze pad and wipe all around, hoping to catch what was floating in my eye causing so much discomfort and pain. 

By saturday morning the pain had progressed to the point I could no longer stand it so I went to the emergency room and they called in an eye specialist. 

"That's quite the scratch you have on your cornea, it's a gouge, actually".   

The numbing drops & stain that she put in my eye to look at it was a heavenly relief, only it didn't last long.

Pain pills and antibiotic eye ointment were perscribed and away I went, back to my ice bag where I stayed for the duration.  Evidently, since Friday was a very windy day, something was blown into my eye and with the area around it so swollen, it didn't blink correctly to stop whatever it was from lodging in there.