Sing with me now! The pink eye came back, the very next day. . .

After a full week of my classmates complimenting me on my clear, white, infection-free eyes, I woke up this morning to discover that my eyelashes were crusted together with a thick adhesive film.

I'm almost embarassed to admit this, but I have pink eye--AGAIN.

No joke.

But don't worry, I'm not going to post more pictures. I think you all have a pretty good idea of what it looks like (except this time is definitely worse than the last. My right eye is so swollen it's ridiculous.)

I followed all the protocal. I washed all my sheets and linens in hot water. I threw out my contacts. So I was completely baffled about why I once again look like I should be an extra in Dawn of the Dead.

Conclusion: I have no idea how to take antibotics (because I never take them--and usually refuse antibotic prescriptions when doctors try to give them to me) so once my eyes cleared up and looked healthy, I stopped using my eyedrops. However, the bacteria was still thriving, alive and well, waiting for the most opportune time to make their move--which of course, falls on the token day that I actually have enough time to go to the reference library to do some necessary research.

Instead, it looks like I'm going to have to kick back with Capote and transcribe some interviews instead. Happy Thanksgiving.