Nothing to See Here
This week I've been having minor eye trouble. Every morning the corner of my right eye is bloodshot (only the corner) and this morning it was a little dischargey (ewww-that's quite a word). So I thought I should have it looked at lest it be pink eye and render my eye completely foul and pus-besmirched (ooh, another good word combo) before my reading on Monday. Nothing like showing up to your hometown with one red, weeping eye.
The doctor assured me it wasn't infectious or infected. He put drops in my eye (with an ease no other doctor has ever matched--truly my blink reflex is a marvel) and then looked at them. "Yup," he said, "You've got a tiny little injury. It'll heal by itself." Apparently there's a very wee hole in the midst of the bloodshot area. He compared it to a canker sore.
So I have a canker sore in my eye. Terrific! The good news is it should heal itself in a few days. The bad news is it seems I won't need that pirate eye patch after all. Oh well.