Tuesday, February 18, 2014

So Basically The Worst Thing In The World Happened To Me


So imagine you are home with three kids (no adults) and at midnight, 
because your daughter is having a sleepover and they are still giggling...
You enter their pitch black room and go by memory 
to the fan on the floor to switch it on to block their noise...
And in the dark you bend down...
But you have no idea 
that a music stand has been moved right next to the fan.
And it is black.
And the room is dark.

 And then it is too late.  
All you see is a sharp explosion of green light
and feel an unbelievable pain 
and you know...  
This Is It. 
You don't have any idea what has happened.  
But you are pretty sure you are blind.
I mean, seriously, what are the chances that I would hit 
that protruding piece of metal
with my fucking eye?!?!?!  

I ran from the room, not sure if I even had my eye in my head.

I am not KIDDING.  

It was that horrific.  

Here I am, maybe blind or going blind... 

with no one to stay with the kids and no one to drive me to the ER.  

I mean, we are talking worst case scenario.  

Except thankfully it wasn't.  

Because my eye was still in its socket.  

It was still a long and frightening night for me, I'm not going to lie.
I had no one but an 11 year old to check my eye for me.
And she hasn't seen enough Grey's Anatomy to be of any use.

I was in so much pain coupled with badly blurred vision
and a strange burning sensation, 
that I wasn't sure if I was going to wake up blind
or in a pool of blood.

For real.

I wish I was just being dramatic for the fun of it.
But, really, I was scared out of my mind.

And also feeling pretty trapped & alone here
and hoping that this would turn out alright.
(as in not needing a glass eye)

Fortunately (and I do mean FORTUNATELY)
I impaled my eye at the top of my eyeball
right at the edge of my eye socket
where my eyelid was folded up.
So the metal stabbed in through my eyelid.  
Just one tiniest fraction of a millimeter down
and it would have pierced my eyeball.  

And then where would I be??!!  

For the love, people?!! 

Did you forget how random and bizarre my life is????!

The good news is that despite a sizable amount of pain and eye strain, 
my vision is almost back to normal.  

And, yes, I'm calling my eye doctor tomorrow.

Mr F just got home.



5 comments:

Peta Mayer said...

Aw, poor thing. That sounds scary & painful.

On the upside, when these sort of things happen to me i proudly think at least things are symptomising as physical pain and not mental illness.

Mrs Furious said...

Peta,
" at least things are symptomising as physical pain and not mental illness."

hahaha... I love it.

Brenda said...

Gah! Horrifying. Glad Mr. F. is home.

julie said...

Seriously dude. So awful.

Another reason to be grateful for eyelids I guess. Ick when I think of it.

I'm already afraid I am going to break my toe again kicking an antler dog chew thing when walking through the house with no lights on. Now I will need to put on a pair of sunglasses. Yes, you need nightglasses.

Thankfully you found your glove. This all would have been even harder bear if it was still missing.

I can't stop squinting my eyes when I think of you piercing your eyelid with the metal.

Yes, glad Mr. F. is home. Sending my love to him as well. I'm sure it was an emotionally tough time for him.

CM said...

And that very night an axe murderer escaped from the local prison

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