I was really nervous last night about my eye. My fear was that a tiny piece of wire had somehow lodged itself in my eye and that I could not feel it because it went into the soft white part. I was truly scared to death.
I awoke this morning to find my eye pretty much looking like it did yesterday morning: a little bleary, but otherwise fine. There was not so much as a tiny little bruise on my cheek. In fact, the whatever it was managed to nick the part of me that is perpetually red (thank you Irish ancestry and roseacea!). The scratch at the edge of my bottom lid seems to have pretty much disappeared and there is no more swelling.
I am at once thrilled that I have not suffered a debilitating injury and disappointed that I have nothing to show for my terror. Feh.
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Musings and collected bits of prose of a middle-aged genderqueer minister engaged in a personal search for truth and meaning while educating the world about relationships, love, and sexual justice.
About Me
- Dawn Fortune
- These are the ramblings of a middle-aged genderqueer Unitarian Universalist minister in perpetual formation. I write about life, politics, church, religion, spirituality (those are three separeate things), as well as sex, relationships and justice. I hold the world and myself to unreasonably high standards. You might not like that. It happens.
Followers
My Blog List
sites I like
- http://www.whipspiderrubberworks.com
- http://www.queereyecandy.com/
- http://www.npr.org/
- http://www.boxturtlebulletin.com/
- http://www.salon.com/
- http://www.goodasyou.org/
- http://www.huffingtonpost.com/
- http://www.alternet.org/
- http://www.slate.com/
- http://www.dailykos.com/
- http://www.thestranger.com/seattle/SavageLove
- http://www.truthdig.com/
10 comments:
Don't you just hate getting all freaked out and injured and then having nothing to show for it the next day? Story of my life...
Um. Moving on...
Glad to hear everything turned out well. Also, good to know you'll be investing in some better equipment. Maine's a long drive just to kick someone in the shins. ;)
I'm glad you're okay. Nothing like suffering for your art! ;)
Whew!!
Until 5 years ago my husband was a welder for years. Still welds but not very often. Anyway, I used to dread stuff just like this. You can be so cautious but it just takes one split second. He was very lucky for all those years but there were a couple casualties along the way. Grinders were some of them. Oh or the flashes. I think that's what they were called. I just remember twice having to take him to emergency so they could take that magnet and get it out of his eye. Anyway. Wow. Talk about getting off topic. No wonder I rarely comment on all the blogs I read. I'm just glad to see you're ok.
Catching up on reading blogs and I find this! Glad to hear you're okay.
"disappointed that I have nothing to show for my terror"
Uh, I don't know how to say this, but well that is just plain stupid. You should be thrilled you panicked for no good ultimate reason. Otherwise................
Thank-you Macrum!! No kidding huh? I am glad there is only a pencil eraser size bruise today(Mon.) and she is all disappointed (WTF huh?)
/cringe
I mean really...
/cringe
Glad you are ok though.
Am so glad your eye is doing well! -C
I was wondering how this injury was doing. I am glad to know that it is not as serious as it could of been.
Oh by the way, I am part Irish myself. Now ain't that a hoot! My great grandmother was Irish.
Post a Comment