cutting the grass used to be my favorite chore. we owned a riding lawn mower, so i'd just pop it into high gear, throw some sunscreen on, and zoom around the backyard. soooo much better than sweeping and mopping.
last night i got all defensive when daniel asked me if i knew how to work a lawn mower. "uh, YES!" i got up on my high horse around 7pm and had mowed most of the backyard when something flew at my eye.
now despite my defensiveness, i KNOW how to mow grass. i also know that sunglasses or some other sort of eye protector are a necessary defense against flying grass blades and dirt. so the bit of lawn that decided to attack my eye was wily. it flew UPWARD.
my right eyeball turned flaming red and no amount of water flushing or eye drops could soothe it. i finally passed out just to get away from the pain of my blinking eye being gouged out by yard detritus.
this morning, convinced by daniel and the county nurse at my school, i made my very first appointment with an eye doctor. they shined a lot of multicolored light in my eye, informed me that a grass seed was lodged up at the top under the lid, poured a numbing agent all over and went in. the seed extraction was a success.
so next time you are driving by my house and happen to see me out on the mower, don't laugh at my courtney lee-like face mask. the age of innocence is gone. this means war.
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