Aye, aye . . .

19 Sep

So, I’ve woken this morning feeling like I’ve gone 10 rounds in the boxing ring with Mike Tyson.  One of my eyes felt really swollen and sore, so I ran to the mirror to have a look and lo and behold, I think I have a sty in my eye.  Mirror, mirror on the wall, say it isn’t so . . .

No more “aye, aye Cap’n” jokes from the peanut gallery please!

In all honesty, I thought I could feel the start of one coming yesterday, but I decided to ignore it and slapped my make up on and put my contact lenses in anyway.  What an idiot, right?  It’s been a while since I’ve had one, but I do remember that you are not supposed to either of those.

I was able to navigate my way to my trusty old latop and fire her up to do what every good 21st century patient does these days and google what the best treatment is for a sty.  According to eMedicineHealth.com, I should be applying hot compresses a couple of times a day and that should do the trick.  I did get a fright when I ventured further and read that it’s not necessary to see a doctor unless:

  • Your eye is swollen shut. 

What?  Huh? 

  • Or your eyelashes fall out. 

Oh my god?  What the heck am I dealing with here?

  • You have any change or disturbance in your vision.

Well, that happens quite often with too much alcoholic intake, but I don’t think that’s what they mean is it?

I had no idea a sty could be quite so serious.  Hopefully, it will disappear as quickly as it’s arrived and I can be my usual glam self, but until then it’s specs and no make up all the way because I want this baby G-O-N-E!  Off to get some hot compresses.  If you have any true and tested cures for a nasty sty, please feel free to share.

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6 Responses to “Aye, aye . . .”

  1. goodmum September 19, 2008 at 12:24 PM #

    no cures here; just sympathy. :) i hope you get it cured soon! maybe alcohol would help numb the pain??

    kia (good enough mama)

  2. sammanthia September 19, 2008 at 1:06 PM #

    I don’t have any advice for you except to say NEVER use Google when you’re trying to figure out if there’s anything wrong with you. I once had a weird crampy pain in my ribs, and Mr. Google told me I was going to die within 48 hours. I was scared, but I soldiered on and defied the odds that were stacked against me… and I lived to tell the tale.

  3. Anglophile Football Fanatic September 19, 2008 at 2:52 PM #

    I’m sorry. That’s awful. But, you do realize it is Intl Talk Like a Pirate Day, right?

  4. kirsty815 September 20, 2008 at 1:42 PM #

    Arrrrrrrrrrgggg you could’ve totally worn an eye patch and gotten away with it because it was international talk like a pirate day. Who came up with that one?? Geezz

    Kirst

  5. Whitby Wend September 21, 2008 at 12:33 PM #

    My mum used to say rubbing them with a gold wedding ring would get rid of stys, years later and after having to have mine surgically removed, I found out that advice was an old wives tale.

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