March 29, 2008
A week in the life of my eye:
Monday 6 AM: I woke up to a bulging eyelid. My first thought; oh crap, I got the pink eye. I call work and say I can't come in do to this contagious affliction.
9 AM, I start to work the phone: I called five eye doctors before I could find anybody who could take me. I finally got an appointment at 3:45 PM in Jersey City (not my first choice). I learn I may have a sty or my eyelid may be infected. Medicine is prescribed and I'm told if the eyelid changes color, come back because the infection could spread to my brain...not good.
Tuesday 6 AM: I wake up and my eye looks and feels worse. I call work again and then call the doctor's office. My appointment (with another Doctor) is in the afternoon. He looks at my eye and tells me it's not infected. I just have to let the medication work. I feel like an idiot and I rush in to work.
Wednesday my eye was feeling a lot better.
Thursday I had a scheduled follow-up appointment (with yet another Doctor). He told me it isn't a sty and it isn't infected. It's bruised. As soon as he said that, I remembered having a "dream" of hitting my eye on my dresser. It mush have happened in the middle of the night or in the morning when I was turning off my alarm.
Thursday night I'm sitting with the writing staff and a bunch of other staffers. This is when, for reasons I still don't understand, I told everybody my missed days of work was due to my hitting my eyelid on my dresser. It was a feeding frenzy after that.
So, long story short; don't keep your dresser next to your bed.
Best,
Bob
Monday 6 AM: I woke up to a bulging eyelid. My first thought; oh crap, I got the pink eye. I call work and say I can't come in do to this contagious affliction.
9 AM, I start to work the phone: I called five eye doctors before I could find anybody who could take me. I finally got an appointment at 3:45 PM in Jersey City (not my first choice). I learn I may have a sty or my eyelid may be infected. Medicine is prescribed and I'm told if the eyelid changes color, come back because the infection could spread to my brain...not good.
Tuesday 6 AM: I wake up and my eye looks and feels worse. I call work again and then call the doctor's office. My appointment (with another Doctor) is in the afternoon. He looks at my eye and tells me it's not infected. I just have to let the medication work. I feel like an idiot and I rush in to work.
Wednesday my eye was feeling a lot better.
Thursday I had a scheduled follow-up appointment (with yet another Doctor). He told me it isn't a sty and it isn't infected. It's bruised. As soon as he said that, I remembered having a "dream" of hitting my eye on my dresser. It mush have happened in the middle of the night or in the morning when I was turning off my alarm.
Thursday night I'm sitting with the writing staff and a bunch of other staffers. This is when, for reasons I still don't understand, I told everybody my missed days of work was due to my hitting my eyelid on my dresser. It was a feeding frenzy after that.
So, long story short; don't keep your dresser next to your bed.
Best,
Bob
March 26, 2008
This is not normal.March 21, 2008
Cactus.March 20, 2008
The History of Bob: Summer - 1973
After running away from home, Bob is found playing in the creek five minutes later; by his Mom.
Bob's Mom & Bob
Best,
Bob
After running away from home, Bob is found playing in the creek five minutes later; by his Mom.
Bob's Mom & BobBest,
Bob
March 18, 2008
Want to see the coolest jacket in the world?
Spidey!
You see the oddest people at baggage claim.
Best,
Bob
Spidey!You see the oddest people at baggage claim.
Best,
Bob
March 14, 2008
Some photos from my recent vacation:
Bell Rock in Sedona
Grand Canyon
Hoover Dam
Have a great weekend!
Best,
Bob
Bell Rock in Sedona
Grand Canyon
Hoover DamHave a great weekend!
Best,
Bob
March 10, 2008
When I was on vacation last week...
...I got down on one knee and asked my girlfriend Cara to marry me...
...and she said yes.
Here's a close up of the ring (it belonged to my Grandmother):
I'm getting MARRIED! I can't wait.
Best,
Bob
...I got down on one knee and asked my girlfriend Cara to marry me...
...and she said yes.Here's a close up of the ring (it belonged to my Grandmother):
I'm getting MARRIED! I can't wait.
Best,
Bob
March 9, 2008
I can't upload any photos. So, I'll update Monday night.
