Posted by littlenic on Thu 12 May 11, 8:21 PM to littlenic's blog.
I don't really do accessories. I had to have my ears re-pierced a couple of years ago because they'd healed over, and they're well on their way to doing it again. I shan't bother this time.
I have some lovely necklaces, mostly gifts, but it rarely occurs to me to wear one. Likewise I admire handbags, but only own three, and day to day practicality sees me generally donning a simple black rucksack (a freebie, yay).
I guess this sort of stuff feels odd unless you're used to it. I own some beautiful scarves, but would feel like an absolute dog's dinner if I were to ever actually wear them. I'd feel uncomfortable, like people were staring - and that's just because I'm not used to them. I blame having gone to a very strict school where such things weren't countenanced - I never got into the habit of fripperies.
I certainly don't see my specs as accessories. They're for seeing with, and that's that. It would never occur to me to pick them in accordance with fashion (and I'd never buy a designer pair either). And yet, chatting with a colleague today about going to get some new ones, and wanting much bigger ones this time, she announced that well, they're in fashion now.
Er... it's less to do with how they look, and more to do with the fact that my current pair, slinky though they are, leave a whole heap of uncorrected vision around my eyes, which gets quite annoying sometimes. So these shall be my "going out" glasses, and I shall have nice Olive-style ones for actually seeing through.
Yeah. Going out glasses. Arse. As of today, and a diagnosis of keratitis, the contact lenses are no more. Not sure how long for, but it's scared me plenty so I think it'll be a while. (Not just scared - hurts like fuck too.) I must admit to being a tad disappointed by A&E at Moorfields Eye Hospital - not only did they not give me an eye patch (so I look like a dick now, wearing my sunglasses indoors - at least with a patch I could have rocked some kind of "mentalist" look), but there was no one with grim eye injuries. I wanted at least an eyeball hanging by some viscera onto a cheek.
No, instead I got a barely Anglophone doctor and a face and thumb stained yellow from whatever that stuff they squirt in there is. (Thumb? Dunno.) And antibiotic drops which are, if nothing else, going to teach me one of my missing life skills - though I have got to the grand old age of 39 without being able to put in eye drops (they tend to become cheek drops), a drop an hour for the next 2 days then 4 drops a day for the next week will give me plenty of practice, I fear.
Hey ho. If nothing else it's given me a new addition for the "what I expect in a significant other" list, which is something I've been musing on for a couple of days. I love the phrase, but have no idea what I might mean by it, so I think when odd things like this happen I shall consult my brain and see what it thinks would be appropriate.
For today: I would like to have had someone to let know I was sat in a hospital. It's nice to share when you're poorly. I certainly wouldn't expect accompaniment (I'm a big girl now), but a suitably semi-sympathetic, semi-sarcastic text in response would have done nicely.
That's about it, I reckon. Maybe a text tomorrow to see how it's going (the nights are worst - the pain wakes me every hour or two and my eye just runs with tears constantly). And that would do.
So... at least now I know what I expect in this situation. Quite whether it's worth engendering this much pain / anxiety just to test any future suitor... nah, probably not.
| 12 May 11, 8:30 PM eloesa UK(SO), 7 yrs        |
Hope you ( they ) feel better soon ! eloesa They say, the best men are moulded out of faults; And, for the most, become much more the better for being a little bad. | ||
| 12 May 11, 9:10 PM Conan_The_Librarian UK(S), 3 yrs  |
No you're not, you're 4'11'. I could pick you up with one hand and twiddle you around.
Augusti Ro Laren Futatrix. | ||
| 13 May 11, 12:26 AM Nurse_Yes UK(NW), 17 mths |
I hope you're feeling a little better.
Would you like me to pop round to administer some first aid? I'm an expert with eyes. Or was it legs? Or was it kidneys? Ah well, I'm sure I can make it better | ||
| 13 May 11, 12:44 AM Grasshopper UK(SE), 2 yrs |
I just want to remind you that responses that are sarcastic while still being sympathetic are basically the reason I was put on this planet in the first place. Basically as I am seeink it, Ray, the problem is that you are not callink your girlfriend for five months. You see, the hot babies like to feel wanted. If you are not callink them on the phone for a while, it is like a way of saying "you are worst song, played on ugliest guitar" | ||
| 14 May 11, 10:51 AM littlenic 5 yrs |
Thank you! 48 hours later and I'm on the mend, definitely. Phew | ||
| 14 May 11, 10:52 AM littlenic 5 yrs |
Yeah. Uh. Check the BMI as well as the height, mister. Unless you're Lou Ferrigno, you'll not be twiddling me anywhere. | ||
| 14 May 11, 10:52 AM littlenic 5 yrs |
That would certainly have distracted me from the pain (probably by engendering other pain!)... Thank you for the kind offer | ||
| 14 May 11, 10:53 AM littlenic 5 yrs |
For sure, and I'm sure you make someone else a splendid significant other |
