A paper cut on my cornea

Yeah, it just sounds awful, huh? Trust me, it sure was! I was proofing some letters today at work and *POOF* a letter was up near my eyeball and I couldn't see through all the tears pouring out. Luckily I am a clumsy person and scratch my cornea about once or twice a year, so I had some antibiotic eye drops from my last incident at house right along with my glasses. This is how you go from happy, contact-wearing Sarah on Wednesday . . .

. . . to sad, glasses-wearing, scratchy-eyed Sarah on Thursday.

*This was the best smile I could rustle up. That's a big deal cause I have more cheese when I smile than the state of Wisconsin!