call me one eyed Jack

So it´s Tuesday night and my eye has been itching since I got on the plane to go to Amsterdam. I had been fighting it for a while and trying not to worry about it. So tuesday night, I noticed my eye was a bit red and not feeling too hot. so I fall asleep...

I wake up wednesday looking like I got in a bar fight and my left eye not matching my right. Well my right one was normal and my left one was about 3 times the size it was the night before. Seems like I have some kind of sty or ifection in my eyelid. It´s not affecting my vision other than being so swollen I cannot keep the eye open even with effort. Some how I never got the gene to be able to raise my left eyebrow without moving my right one, So for the first few hours this morning, I was walking around like I had this suprised look on my face until my eyes became so exhausted i just relaxed.

Also having only one eye to use, I have no depth perception. Carme just handed me a drink and I almost dropped it not reaching out far enough. I decided to put a patch over my eye to hide the hideous display of my one frog eye. So needless to say, I can´t drive nor can I go to soccer practice tonight. This is not promising for my little vacation in the Canary Islands. Worse yet, Alex´s birthday is this Saturday and I don´t want to be mistakened for the pirate who should be entertaining the children at th party. It´s going to be hard to enjoy myself on the topless beaches of volcanic ash with only one good eye. Do you know how many times I have had to mop the bathroom floor. AUGH!!!