Get to my appointment and they take me in right away, before anyone else, guess that's the treatment I get for getting PRK opposed to lasik, sorry guys in the waiting room!
Sit down and the lady is like, Ashleigh, you need to open your eyes. I'm sitting there kind of laughing saying, I really can't open it, it hurts way to much. She's like I put numbing drops in your eyes you can open them, try it, NOPE! I really can't. Finally I did and she said everything looked ok. Well trust me lady, it doesn't feel ok. 5 minute appointment and dad and I are on our way.
So I say, why not visit Jean? We haven't seen her in awhile. So we head off to Jeans. O M G I love her baby. Who knew TKA could have a baby this freaking cute?! And bred to a paint. Pft! She's adorable and friendly. It was instant like for this little filly. Good for Jean, I"m glad she's got a beaut!
After spending the day with Jean, we went home for much needed rest for me. Razor blade feeling again. So that night dad's giving me my drops and I said to him, something isn't right. I go into the bathroom, look in the mirror and I"m like UH OH DAD UH OH! My contact lense was folded in half sitting on my eye lashes. He's like, what now?! So I unfolded it and stuck it back in my eye. Guess what... NO MORE RAZOR BLADES! I swear, something was wrong with that damn contact. Off to bed I go, happy as a clam.
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