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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Monday, January 11, 2010

Scribble and Scrambles ~Ear Wax My Eye





Last week Rob's eyes were giving him some grief since he'd been working so hard on the drywall he slapped up for his new office and my new living room. Drywall dust, lack of sleep, you know the drill.

So he thought he'd go ahead and drop some soothing eye drops into his bleary and scratchy eyes.

Who'd a thunk that the bottle of ear wax soften
er would look exactly like the bottle of eye drops?

Really.

So he drops a dollop into each eye....and begins to realize his mistake when the pain. The PAIN ! kicks in. Through squinty little slits he reads the reality of his error. Then commences rinsing under the faucet for a very long time, mentally kicking himself for the bad decision. The burningly now clear bad decision.

Good news...the many minutes of rinsing coupled with the like-a-baby crying definitely got all the wax out of his eyes though. However, his first complaint worsened a bit during his unhealthy little detour.


When I got home, I noticed that his eyes looked REALLY bloodshot. But I didn't say anything. He was working with lots of dust. I didn't want to be mean. Then 23 mentioned that she'd been there when he'd grabbed the wrong bottle. A truly good wife would not have laughed. I'm obviously not a truly good wife.

And he's nice enough to let me tell the whole world. Note to all of you, before putting anything in your eyes, read the label first. Unless, of course, you have earwax in your eyes. Then go for it. But I'm planning on hiding the Q-Tips.

6 comments:

kalea_kane said...

Oh what a bummer! That must have hurt like crazy! I am glad he is okay now. I have to say that I have an absolute hate for getting water in my eye (unless swimming), but once I had glutaraldihyde in my eye (I may have spelled it wrong) when I was working at a dental office. DANG it hurt! I immediately ran to flush my eyes under the sink. Funny how the little hate for water in the eye snapped away immediately.

Kelly Klepfer said...

I don't think I want what you had in your eye...anything that sounds or looks like that word must be u-g-l-y.

Your comment reminds me of one of my favorite jokes. A lion rushes up to an elephant who has just made a nature call. The lion starts scooping the steaming pile of elephant dung into his mouth. The elephant is aghast. "Dude, what are you doing?" The lion scoops more into his mouth, swallows and says. "I just ate a lawyer and I can't get rid of the awful taste in my mouth."

So, not really related, but I agree water in the eye is way better than glutaraldihyde...or ear wax softener. : ) thanks for sharing, Kalea.

Kim said...

I'm not a good wife either...I laughed at your witty remark about hiding the Q-tips!! Glad hubby's eyes survived the error!!

Anonymous said...

YUP, the Q-tip remark did it for me too.

Kelly Klepfer said...

Thanks for the comments, Ladies. Nice to know I'm not the only awful wife. And his eyes are good as new!!!

Christine said...

Yowser! Far worse than my mom brushing her teeth with Desitin........puh-TOOEY!