Well, last night there was some excitement in the Pester household, but it wasn’t what we expected. We ended up traveling to see an ER doc, but no it wasn’t for the baby…it was for me.
If you wear soft contact lenses, maybe you’ve had the same problem I have. Occasionally, you itch your eye to scratch it and your contact goes crazy. Most of the time it folds and ends up lodged somewhere between your upper eyelid and eyeball. A mirror and some patience is required, but sooner or later you’re able to fish out the rogue contact. Just lift up the eyelid and start searching, eventually you’ll find it.
Well last night it happened to me again. However, when I went to look in the mirror for the rogue contact, it was nowhere to be found. I looked and looked under my eyelid, much to the detriment of my eye…talk about irritation! Still no contact though. It was time for reinforcements. I called in Jenn and my mom to start looking (yup, grandma’s here for the baby delivery!).
After about an hour of searching in my eye and on the floor for the rogue contact, we were getting worried. Could it have gone behind my eye? We decided it was time to go in. We didn’t want my eye to get infected or something worse. Luckily we know an ER doc in town, so we called him up and off we went to get it checked out.
Getting to the ER is kind of funny with a pregnant lady. Everyone in there freaked out that the baby was coming. We had to keep reassuring them it was not her but me that needed the help!
Anyways, after a few minutes of waiting, the doc went at it looking in my eye. Let’s just say massive numbing agent and a big Q-tip were involved. Yikes! All said and done though, he didn’t find the contact either. He reassured us that it couldn’t go behind my eye and just must have fallen out somewhere during the night. Off we went back home with some eye drops for the irritation…
So where is the rogue contact? Nobody knows. It’s like it vanished. We searched the floor of the house head-to-toe with no luck whatsoever. It’s really strange…
So yes, last night was crazy around the Pester household, but not at all what you would think with a pregnant lady four days past the due date. I wonder what the adventure will be today!