Time flies.
Facebook dropped this on my daily feed today.
Quoting it was 10 years since I posted it up, so I owned it longer than that ado.
Amazingly, Prozac has been here almost a year already.
This was a cool little van.
The last few days I have woken up with a bit of a mucky eye.
Yesterday I looked in the mirror, up close and found what I assume to be a little bit of breezeblack from when I carved the Tiki.
Tried to dislodge it with my finger, no success.
Then as I was headed out to a dinner date, thought I would pop in at my GP practice, so someone could just lift it or scratch it out.
They would not even see me at the surgery.
Go to Maidstone hospital if you want to have it dealt with, we and Medway Maritime hospital do not even look at eyes.
I did think WTF ?
So I did not go to hospital, thinking I would find a plan B as I was headed out to meet up and go to dinner.
Got to Pets are Us who have a Vets4Pets and asked if the vet could take a look and just hook the spot of dust out.
Nope........ they are not allowed to touch a human (wonder if they pass someone bleeding profusely whether they just shrug and say "Human" and carry on)
I tried with a cocktail stick later, but it looks like this has become ingrown, so a scalpel or bread knife may be in order.
PS. No, I did not wear the safety glasses I had taken in when I did the carving, not expecting this to happen.
Another little one of life's lessons.
