i spy with my right eye...

So there I was sitting in the kitchen just having drank a ton of water and dripping my jowl juice all over the floor, when dad spied it. My right eye had a "wink". Now my "winks" are not my sad attempt at picking you up at a bar one night, but a sign of the dreaded ulcer. With my recent eye surgery, and me fighting off a minor infection from the stitches, this was cause for alarm. Luckily, I had my last follow up appointment with the eye doctor today. Mom had a fun day planned...a trip to the eye vet (get the all clear-see you nevah sucka) then off to Pt. Isabel to play with dogs and then a dreamy bath. I was even going to keep mom company while she had her car washed! Oh the good times we had planned....until the "wink."

We arrive at the doctor, they stick all sorts of things in my eyeballs, then off go the lights, and the nice doctor lady shakes her head...that can't be good. It seems I like to grow things, extra sex organs...long toenails....extra eyelashes....what does that all mean? Well when they fixed my orbs they remove all existing eyelashes and their follicles. Well, I guess I like to grow mine back, or maybe some new ones, you know whatever works for me. I guess that didn't work for my eyes (or moms wallet).

I'm going to spare you all the deets, but in the end I had a swollen right eye and no more follicles and I was given some good "medicinal" opiates. Hehe...I totally had the munchies after. Wow, since when do I have a pink unicorn living in my backyard?

Doc says I should be back to normal tomorrow, well normal for me, and if I feel pain then I'm suppose to take me "special medicine". Mom is just happy my orb wasn't so puffy, and that I didn't get a bad ulcer. Mom is also happy that we bought pet insurance...but that's for another blog.