The good
I woke up Saturday morning with pink eye - and thus spent all Saturday morning waiting to see the doctor. I was cussing the infection control practices of elementary schools (as I had gone to Back to School Night on Thursday and had pink eye by Saturday) but the nurse practitioner told me I should be cussing myself instead for not coming in sooner. (My ribs hurt from coughing and a bad cold I had had for a week, too.)

The bad and the ugly
As penance, it seems, I have had this pink eye since Saturday - no matter how many damn drops I put in my eye. Which is not good if you get paid to look at a computer screen and read or look at a computer screen and write most all day long.
So feel sorry for me - maybe it will help! ;)
(And on the plus side, co-workers think I'm crying all the time now and have been extremely nice to me of late!)