I’m Blinking, Not Winking

:: Blink ::

:: Blink ::

:: Blink ::

"Hey there, how ya doin'?" he asked leering at me.

I looked away, blushing.  

I wasn't trying to WINK at the man I passed.  I just have a bit of a one-eye BLINKING problem this week.


I woke up a few days ago with a scratchy, red, right eye.  Fortunately, the very next day I had my once-a-year eye check-up.  

Isn't that eye-ronic?  

Talk about timing!  

My weird not-so-imaginary, less-than-a-full-blown, ailment couldn't have timed itself more perfectly.

"What's going on?  Why's your right eye so red?" my eye doc asked immediately.

"Allergies?" I asked.

"No …," he said peering into my eye.  

(He loves it when I give him an EYE-full!)

"Is it going to fall out?" I asked.

He laughed, "You're always so funny, Suzanne."

(Um … I was SERIOUS!  I think I have a little bit of an eyeball-phobia.)

As it turns out, I have a clogged tear duct and it's no big deal.  It should get better on it's own in a few days.  In the meantime I'm supposed to use moisturizing drops to keep my eye wet and put warm compresses on the area of the clogged duct each night.


It doesn't hurt, my eye just feels kinda scratchy.

I later explained to my pharmacist I need something to get me a little wetter, and asked if he had any suggestions.  Then I promptly began stammering and turning all sorts of shades of red.  I tried to explain what I meant and he openly snickered.  

(I am SO overdue to write a series post about my pharmacist!  Coming soon to 24 ….!)

I'm also supposed to wear sunglasses for now on when my eyes are digesting piles of brick dust as I photograph baseball games.  As it turns out, if you station yourself by third base you, and your eyes, eat a lot of dust as players slide (or run) by you.  

* For those of you who aren't baseball fans, brick dust is what they put on baseball fields.  It makes the infield that sort of reddish color.  It's also what causes me to do so much laundry. *

In any case, if you run into me this weekend – maybe now you'll understand.

:: Blink ::

:: Blink ::

Or did I mean …

:: WINK ::

:: WINK ::


P.S.  The above photo REALLY IS my eye!  Aren't eyeballs freaky?   

© Twenty Four At Heart

10 Responses to “I’m Blinking, Not Winking”

  1. Michelle

    Don’t you hate it when you know in your head what you think you’re saying, but the words that come out aren’t what you think you just said. I’ve had that happen, sometimes I’ll explain, others I just let it go and pretend they heard what was in my head. 🙂

  2. WebSavvyMom

    –>I would have laughed and laughed some more if I were your pharmacist but I’m sure he/she has heard much worse.

  3. Di

    How about a nice pair of fashion goggles to keep the dust out? WOooo hoooo.

  4. Tracy

    I took a picture of my own eye once and my entire face was reflected in it – that freaked me out. At least it wasn’t the face of Jesus – that would have TOTALLY freaked me out. Thanks for the laugh – needed it today.

  5. Jack

    Beware the “eyedes” of March. Bad joke, but I couldn’t help myself.

  6. Joanne

    the old fashioned Boric acid compress will draw out the clog, look it up on innernets. love ya!

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  8. Josephina Tawhai

    i have a problem with my left eye, every time I try to blink, i end up doing it with just one eye, which is annoying.

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