Last week I thought I had a contact stuck in my eye. After years of wearing contacts, this was a first. My girly parts could fall on the ground,  my skin could sluff off, I could go deaf and be fine. Losing my sight has always been a HUGE fear for me. I made an appointment with an Optometrist  and Mr. Bernie drove me to the Eye Doctor.

It turns out that I just irritated my eye looking for a non existent contact. While I was there I got an eye exam. I was so glad that I did, as my eyes have really changed in a couple years. I hate the question, “Does this look clearer on number one or two?”  I always feel like I’m going to answer wrong and will have contacts that make me go cross eyed.  It turns out I did a good job and was given a new set of contacts to try out. Before I left, they made a follow up appointment for Tuesday, April 10.  I even wrote it in my calendar.

Yesterday was not the 10th. I was hell bent that my appointment was Monday at 9:30am. Don’t ask me why. I still don’t understand why I thought that. My Mom’s birthday was on Sunday the 8th. So I should have known that Monday would be the 9th. I left work and drove up to the Dr.’s office. I presented myself to the receptionist. She looked at me funny and looked through all the Dr.s charts for the day. She asked who I was there to see. I told her the name and she replied, “The Dr. isn’t here on Monday’s. What is your name and I’ll look you up?” I gave it to her and she said, “Noooooo,  your appointment is for tomorrow at 9:30am”  Arrggggggg!!

I went back to work and told Mr. Bernie that I filled in my calendar wrong.  I must have put the wrong dates in my fill in the date book. He looked at my book, looked at the calendar and just laughed. They did match. I didn’t write the dates in wrong. I just had my way of thinking all messed up.

I’m going to try going to the Eye Doctor today. Wish me luck!