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This has been the worst case of Contacts Stupidity that I’ve ever had. After four days of misery and pain, my eyes are back to their old selves. If this hasn’t taught me a lesson, then nothing will. I’m guessing that the irritation lasted as long as it did because I wore my contacts for many hours the very next day after sleeping in them. Not my smartest move ever.

I’ve been confined to my house for 3 days and I am going stir crazy. I’m blaming this fact for my post yesterday about Ryan Reynolds’ abs. There really is no excuse for that other than I was suffering from cabin fever and lack of human contact. My apologies.

I have to be at work at 5:30 and I am frightened by the fact I am actually looking forward to it. I have also been counting down the hours until Sunday night, where I will be celebrating my recovered eyeballs and giving my kidneys something to cry about. Mostly I’m excited about being out in the world again without wanting to pull my eyes out and throw them. I’ll also be inviting a new firefighter friend out to join the festivities. I met him Sat. night and would like to see him again. Now that I can actually see anything.

Peace and healthy eyesight.

One of the first things my doctor told me, when I got my contact lenses, was to not sleep in them. (I didn’t opt for the “day and night” ones.) He also said not to shower in them, and now I know why- but that’s a whole other act of stupidity.

Saturday night, after work, I met up with my bff for a beer. Turns out several of our other friends had the same idea, so one beer turned into two, three, four… You get the idea.

Once safely home, I fell into bed and was asleep before I could even have a thought. Unfortunately, my contacts were still in. Eight hours later, I woke up to a white haze covering my field of vision and little plastic discs firmly attached to my eyeballs. I could have sworn they were actually glued in. It took half a bottle of eye drops and a lot of poking myself in the eyes to get them out. Very unpleasant, to say the least, and the white haze lingered for a couple of hours.

I had to be at work by 5 and wasn’t sure how I was going to handle wearing my contacts again. Without them, I can’t see 2 feet past my face, so not wearing them was not an option. I had to drive to work, after all. And being that yesterday was Sunday- there was some definite partying to be done. I worked, I partied, I came home and took OUT my contacts.

Today my right eye has decided to rebel against my head. Any light brighter than my laptop monitor sends a shooting pain through my eye and into my brain. It has also been watering non-stop since I stupidly opened it this morning. I am a sexy beast today… Let me tell ya.

I’d like to think that this is a lesson learned, but I’m sure it isn’t, as I’ve done this before. Several times. Thankfully, all will be better tomorrow. Until then, however, I am stuck in the house and won’t be able to attend a friend’s BBQ tonight. (Insert sad, pouty, one-eyed face here.) Oh well… things could always be worse, right? Right. I think now I’ll look into the day and night contacts.

Peace and listen to your doctor.