Let me explain.
We had a big gathering at my momma's house last night.
It was amazingly fun. and we had a super great turn out. Lots of friend's and my immediately family celebrating the fouth of july about a week and a hal too late. cause that's how we roll around here.
I had a fabulous time and had quite a few margaritas and there was kereoke and a hot tub. the perfect mix for a friday night party. i crawled into bed (and when I say "bed" i mean my momma's couch) at somewhere around 5:00 this morning.
Two hours later, I wanted to die.
no, i wasn't hung over. or suddenly experiencing any delayed sickness from drinking. it was my eyes. they felt like they were literally on fire. burning their way out of my
and I AM SO GRATEFUL THAT THEY ARE FEELING BETTER NOW. They still bothered me for hours, but somewhere around 5:00 this afternoon i took a quick 45 minute cat nap and when i woke up my eyes finally felt a little bit better. i'm convinced i put myself into a Vulcan Healing Trance. it's the only explanation for such a miracle occuring.
they are still slightly blood shot. and a little bit scratchy. but the level of pain is no where near the same. and i am so grateful for that. i'll also be extremely grateful if the universe could decided to not play that particular joke on me anytime soon. I would really appreciate it.
Universe-1, Alana-0
damn it.
Thanks for reading!
Lana
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