Wow!!! Lot of pages...I'm gonna have to catch up on this one
Just remember.....
get up and stretch every 2-3 hours.
No magical blood clots.
OK, there IS a story behind that... a magical story about the magic...you know.
A few weeks ago, the Chief, kiddos, and I hopped, skipped, and jumped over to Orlando for a day at Epcot.
I'm in the ladies room in England, bend over to grab my britches (remember I DID live in the boonies for a while and we still say "britches" from time to time)
but I digress.....
OK,
Where was I?
Oh! In a merry old stall in jolly old England o'er Epcot way.
As I go to grab me knickers.
OK, I was NOT wearing knickers.
They were jeans.
SIGH.
So, I bent over to grab my jeans and smacked my eye on a hook in the stall that I did not see before the removal of said britches, knickers (not), jeans. It HURT! Not simply my pride, but my eye too!
I staggered back to the Rose & Crown (after washing my hands of course), rubbing my eye and my dignity.
That was a Saturday.
The next day arrives and brings with it a terribly ITCHY eye (for those of you who know where this is going.... SHHH)
ZIP
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MEAN
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OK, I am at work and doing everything I can NOT to touch my eye which now has a big blister on the lid, and oozing a bit.
Yep
Tuesday morning? I wake up and the eye is matted shut. Ick.
The chief drives me to a walk in clinic where I am pronounced in possession of a magical case of pink eye and some good natured ribbing about picking up a "magical" infection and them being fresh out of pixie dust cures.
Only in Florida!
So keep your eyes off of those bathroom hooks.....wherever they may be!