I am not actually posting this. I am supposed to be staying off screens and laptops and basically anything that could like, add an eyeball sprain to my long list of woes. But I tried to do a post using the voice-to-text thingie, but apparently my TOTALLY ENDEARING and NOT ANNOYING grammatical quirks and enduring love for run-on sentences and parentheticals and CAPS LOCKINESS just don't translate that well and none of the transcription made any sense.
Although, I make no higher promises for this typed-out version either because I can barely see what I'm typing, much less the red squiggly spellcheck lines.
Oh, Internet. I am still doing quite poorly. I had a small boost on Wednesday, partly morale/relief-based after knowing that some of the scarier diagnoses (orbital cellulitis, uveitis, etc.) were finally off the table, and partly because of a procedure I had done on Tuesday that made my feel better, but was literally grosser than EVERYTHING PREGNANCY/CHILDBIRTH RELATED put together, and yes, that's including the mucus plug.
(Things You Should Not Google, Volume Infinity: Pseudomembranes, the development, growth and removal of.)
But the improvement was quickly tempered by my right eye, which is a few days "behind" the left one, and had generally not been as severe. The left eye is slowly (slowwwwwly) improving, while my right eye is currently still completely red and and blurry and swollen almost completely shut. But! I at least know this is well within the realm of "normal" and "to be expected" while the virus...well, I no longer want to use the phrase "run its course" because this thing ain't running anywhere. It's more like a leisurely mosey around the course, getting distracted by shiny objects and stopping to pick some flowers along the way.
Oh, and I should mention that Ike has been vindicated as NOT the source of this scourge. My ophthalmologist said a sneeze from an otherwise healthy kid wouldn't cause EKC, and since I know NO ONE ELSE who has it, I likely just got super unlucky and contracted it from a stranger or infected surface/object. The incubation period is about 8 days, which puts me smack dab in the middle of a crowded mall movie theater on goddamn Black Friday, so...yeah. Good times, Good Dinosaur. YOU SO WEREN'T WORTH THIS.
Speaking of movie theaters, it is essentially my entire goal in life right now to be better in time for Star Wars. We bought tickets for us and the boys ages ago and seriously, all I want for Christmas is to no longer be contagious so I can go. I won't even ask for full non-blurry vision! I'll squint the whole time if I have to! Just please please please (please) virus, get your punk ass off the course and over the contagion finish line by December 19th.
This came home in Ike's school bag yesterday. This is pretty funny. This is actually perfection on so many levels. This is totally getting framed, and anybody who didn't get a Christmas card from us (which is EVERYBODY), should just pretend this arrived in the mail today.