My day yesterday:
Woke up craving Cherry Pepsi horribly, because it was the third day without any. Historically, the third day is always the worst when it comes to withdrawal symptoms, and sure enough...bad cravings. There wasn't a headache and I decided I wouldn't take an Excedrin (it has caffeine) unless I started to get a headache.
The kids left at their usual time. School starts around 8am.
8:30am, the school called. The nurse said my stepson (16 years-old) "Tank" had problems seeing. He said everything was "hazy." I said, "Hazy as in white or hazy as in blurry?" He said it was a white haze. His school nurse and I decided he should take out his contacts for a while. I asked him if he wanted me to bring him his glasses. He said no.
9ish, the school called. Tank said his eyes burned. I asked him if he needed to see a doctor and he said no. I told him to keep his hands out of his eyes and asked him if he wanted me to bring him his glasses. He said no.
9:30am, Tank called and said he wanted his glasses. I took them to school. His eyes were red and a little swollen, and his sister told me he needed to go home. Tank and I discussed it and he kept insisting he wanted to stay at school. I told him he shouldn't mess around with his vision and if he needed to see a doctor we should do it sooner rather than later. He washed his eyes out with water and said he should be fine and chased me out of the school.
On my way home I started obsessing about it (I'm a mom, I do that) so I called the Mr and told him what had happened so far. The Mr told me if Tank said he was fine, then he was fine.
10:30am the school nurse said his eyes were STILL burning, and in fact he could barely open them at all. So I immediately picked him up and headed to the Walk-In clinic. He kept exclaiming that the bright light was hurting him so he rode with his winter coat over his head (my little car has EXCELLENT heaters lol).
The walk-in was pretty busy, so we were waiting there quite a while. Once we finally got in and the (very friendly) nurse practitioner saw us she told us she really couldn't do anything because eyes were very important and they only did general health, so she made some calls and got us an appointment with ophthalmology. We barely had time to go grab a bite to eat before we headed over, and the whole time I had to lead my 200 lb stepson like he was a blind elderly person and I was a seeing eye dog.
At the eye doctor's we had to wait OVER AN HOUR just to see the doctor. He was finally able to see us and he gave Tank some numbing eye drops and checked his eyes. He told me there were no scratches and no ulcers. He also said this sometimes happens with contact-users. We had to throw out his contacts (less than a week old and no, he never sleeps in them [that he says and that I'm aware of]) we had to throw out his case, and we have to throw out the solution that he and his brother uses. He is not allowed to wear contacts for a couple weeks (not a problem since those week-old ones were his last pair until I order more) and JUST TO MAKE SURE he has antibacterial eye drops he has to use three times a day and pain-relieving drops to use as needed AND he gets to go back to ophthalmology next week.
Phew!! You'd think that would be enough adventures for one day, right? WRONG!!
WHILE waiting for over an hour I suddenly realized something. The 16 year-old was with me. The 17 year-old had play practice and then pep band, and the 14 year-old had been staying after school with the 7th grade basketball team helping them get ready for their state championship game this weekend............who came home with the 11 and the 9 year-olds??? At one point 11 had a housekey, but she has since lost it and did they know where to go if they couldn't get in the house??? I ALWAYS lock it up and set the deadbolts, I also make sure all the windows are locked before I leave,even the 2nd story windows that people shouldn't be able to get to.
I began trying desperately to email my husband at his work, telling him we were transferred to an eye doctor and there was no WAY I could get home. Email one, multiple tries, DID NOT SEND! Email two DID NOT WORK! I kept getting messages that my iPod couldn't connect to the server. I assumed it was crappy wifi. We recently stopped our cellphone service because it never freaking worked anyway so I had no phone. All I could do was HOPE they remembered what they were supposed to do.
After a while my facebook messenger dinged. I looked at it, surprised, thinking, my EMAILS wouldn't work but freaking MESSENGER would?
It was 11 telling me they were sitting in the backyard, freezing and telling me to come home. I said there was no way! I told her to go to a neighbors or go to a friends house (she did say 14 was with them, thank goodness!). I also Facebook-messaged the said friend's parents asking to go get them.
So 14 was with them, apparently did not bring HIS key, and didn't think to get them inside a house even if it was the neighbors. SIGH.
So after we were through with the doctor I went and picked up Tanks prescriptions and we headed home only to find that even though I had told 11 and 14 where I was when they Facebook messaged me AND their friend's parents knew where I was, NO ONE thought to tell my HUSBAND where I was. He was less than pleased.
So yeah. Crappy day.
All's well that ends well, so they say. :)
AmyG
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