I was reminded yesterday that good things don't necessarily last. I don't mean to be bleak.
Since getting my new lenses, I've been on top of the world. Having spent time at the bottom of the world, I not only recognize the top, I savor it.
Yesterday, one of my contacts was irritating me so I popped it out, cleaned it and popped it back in. About 2 pm, I decided to take it out again. I'm used to perfection. This time though, my eye really hurt, a 4 out of a scale of 1 to 10. I looked in the mirror and it was also red. I immediately called the Boston Foundation for Sight who recommended I call my primary care ophthalmologist. My call was returned and appointment set up for today.
I woke up this morning with my eye feeling normal. I went to see my doctor who pronounced my eye fine, except for a tiny lash sticking into my eye. She plucked it out and said I could put my lenses back in whenever I wanted. I did as soon as I got home.
Take nothing for granted. That old latin cliche is true. Carpe diem.