Just a quick eye update, because I'm sure that's what's REALLY important this holiday season: Better. Finally, at long last, definitely better. I saw the specialist again on Tuesday and he was quite pleased, and things have steadily improved every day since. I have some small lesions on my corneas messing with my vision, so typing/writing/Wikipedia-wormholing is still rather unpleasant, but for the most part the virus seems to have finally finished it's thang.
Sadly, though, we're not out of the 8-10 day incubation period woods yet with the boys (who SO FAR seem to all be okay), so it'll be another week or so before we can officially declare the great Zombie Pinkeye Scourge of 2015 to be over and done with. Here's to NOT dragging this shit on into 2016. And being healthy enough to see Star Wars.
Also at my doctor's appointment, I was instructed to throw out any makeup and makeup brushes that I used or even possibly used on/around my eyes at any point in the past month, especially during the week before my symptoms started.
Internet, this is a damn tragedy.
Especially since it really wasn't all that long ago that most of my makeup was lost to the Lipstick On A Cat Disaster, and I'd only recently finished rebuilding the stash with a few spaced-out splurges. I asked if I could at least sterilize the brushes and the doctor gave me this absolutely withering look before asking if that was REALLY a risk I felt like taking. Then he washed his hands for like the seventh time during my 15-minute appointment.
Hopefully Santa will bring a Sephora gift card or two. In the meantime I'm still rocking the natural look, which at least is about 99% less red/angry/gross/weepy/painful. Blessings officially counted, but dammit that one Dior eyeshadow palette was a LIMITED EDITION.