It was not particularly fun to be woken up at 0300 with serious pain in my right eye. Literally eye watering pain. This is not what happened with my left eye, and it was neither expected or desired. Over the next few hours I experimented around with what would make things better. Eye closed and not moving seemed to be my best bet. Moving my eye hurt. Keeping it closed was better.
I called the eye clinic when they opened. One of the nurses called me back. I clarified what was going on and he agreed that being seen would be wise. Early mid-morning is not a particularly great time to drive into San Francisco; it took almost 90 minutes to travers those 17 miles. Of course, by this time, everything was calming down. Figures doesn’t it?
My doc saw me and did the whole extensive check thing. She agreed that my extra doses of drops wouldn’t have hurt anything and might have helped. With a set of signs to watch for – we headed back toward home.
And no, I did not attempt to drive. George did the driving, arriving back in Berkeley just in time for yet another one of his conference calls. I mostly jelled out for the rest of the afternoon.
Rather than pull out anything involving a deadline – there is Steampunk Fox which I started back when I was visiting Beverly in Edinburgh and having touched since the NCL Sun.
when last seen, she didn’t have a head, hat, tail or a dress bodice – so some progress has been made. Giving the size of my fabric (which has The Fortune Teller on the left side) I am going to be reducing the amount of “extras’ that I add in. Tail, ear tips, and hand will complete her just leaving me the rest of her hat, the top arch and a number of flowers. Oh yes, and sheep. Just can’t leave out three little sheep…
