My right eye felt uncomfortable all day and I was not at all sure if the contact lens had come out. Several times, I ran my finger across the eyeball, trying to tell if it was there, but I couldn’t feel anything. The Sage was very sweet and brought me a restorative glass of whisky as I reclined on the sofa in the evening, cuddling the dog and watching television. I sniffed the glass. “Ooh, you got out the malt, and the nicest too,” I said appreciatively. He looked pleased. He doesn’t like whisky and I was surprised he knew which of the three opened bottles was my favourite.
I stayed asleep as long as I could. I wanted my eye to have a chance to get better, or at least not to have to confront the problem as long as possible. But at last I opened both eyes, and was dismayed. The vision in my right eye was badly clouded, like, I should imagine, a cataract in the days when it had to grow thick before it could be cut away.
I looked in the mirror. It was slightly red and weepy. I wiped it and went to the bathroom, thinking that I’d have to listen to the optician nagging me about how I shouldn’t sleep in contact lenses. And it would be pointless mentioning that I hadn’t actually meant to, I thought I’d taken them out. I took a tissue and wiped the eye again and went to fetch my clothes. And, when I looked down, there on my hand was a crumpled contact lens, that had spent 24 hours somewhere in the inner recesses of my head.
The eye is fine now, which is just as well as I am going to Norwich in another half hour. A short meeting, then lunch with friends, then a flower show, then a reception at the Castle Museum, then the cinema with Ro, who has the week off work and who will come into Norwich at some time on the bus. Gosh, what a social whirl. And what to wear, darlings, what to wear?
Oh, by the way, and on a completely different subject, comments get sent to me for moderation as I can’t take all the spam and word verification when I reply to a comment on my own blog is just too annoying. They get sent in an email. But I discovered by chance yesterday that this has stopped and I just get a notification on the Blogger dashboard. Silly Blogger. I’ll turn on the wv for a few days, however, as I will be out most of the time.