Plugged Ducts and Glasses

Poor little Wren has one of her beautiful eyes glued shut with icky mucus. The pediatrition, a wizened old man with dirty fingernails whom I at first mistook for the cleaning staff, assures me this is normal. I should apply warm towels, and attempt to "milk" it every few hours. I like to think of it as milking venom from the fangs of a rattlesnake.

Wren responds sort of like I did initially to being milked. With shouts of pain, rage and indignation.

I said, "so this should go away in a few days, a week..?"
He said, "more like 10 to 12 months..."

MONTHS. mucus filled months. If it doesn't go away by the time she's seven months old, he has some drops he can give me.

some drops. THANKS.

Maybe he was the cleaning staff. There goes one $10 copay.

In other copay/eye related news- Lazlo and I got new glasses! We've finally joined the dwindling ranks of America's insured. Woo-hoo for insurance. After two years sans glasses, my perscription is a bit stronger. It's taking a little headachey time to get used to seeing leaves on the trees, street signs, and the mountains. Who knew Pasadena had mountains? Lazlo speculates that my depth perception will improve and I'll stop running into things. We can always hope. I'm sure Wren hopes so. We've had some close calls with the door of her bedroom around 3 AM.

My new frames were the first pair I tried on in the store. I think they're pretty hot. Lazlo, bless his fashion conscious little heart, has been on an intensive search (1 frames store, 2 lenscrafters, and 1 vintage glasses shop) to find the perfect frames, and he's finally getting them on Thursday. Please no one tell him he looks like Ray Charles. And also please don't punch him in the face, as his lenses will be made of GLASS, rather than plastic, and will probably shatter and send shards through his eyes into his brain. If anyone thinks it's maybe not the most brilliant idea for someone with a daily bike commute to wear GLASS glasses, feel free to say so. Thanks.