Nope, not one of the kids. Unfortunately. It’s far worse and much more annoying. I have a stye. If you’ve never had one, it’s an infection of the eyelid. Lovely, I know. I get them occasionally. Usually they make my eyelid a little red, maybe a little swollen but not really noticeable, and they hurt. I put a warm compress on for 3-5 days and they go away.
Not this one. This is the granddaddy of all styes. It started out normally, then morphed into a giant, red, swollen globe sitting on my eyelid. It’s so big, I can’t open my eye completely. It’s so big, I can see it out of my peripheral vision. It’s so big, I’ve had to name it. (Warren.) It’s so big, everyone notices and either comments or stares.
I’ve gotten comments from all the teachers at my girls’ school. These are not people who comment when I cut my hair or have new clothes or have a giant zit on my face. They don’t know me well enough to notice those things or comment on them. The stye, they notice. I took Ella to the pediatrician on Monday, she commented as did the nurse and a receptionist. I went out today alone (more about that later) and I felt like a leper as people stared when they saw it. It got to the point where I intentionally pulled my hair in front of my face to hide it.
It’s hideous and it hurts. A lot. No amount of warm compressing or tea bags on it help at all. I go to bed every night hoping it will rupture and drain only to wake up with it even bigger than before. I made an appointment with an ophthalmologist next Tuesday. One more week.
I’m not taking any pictures of it because it’s hideous, but I did draw a picture for your amusement. There are eyes on me, you just can’t see them because the stye dwarfs them. Also, I couldn’t figure out how to draw hair, so I didn’t.