Friday morning Mitch took me to the health center in town and they took a look at my eye. I didn't sleep Thursday night because I was in so much pain. I know it sounds ridiculous, but a sore eyeball is the worst thing ever!!! I literally couldn't open my eyes. They put numbing drops in my eye so that I could open it for them to look out. It took two nurses to get my eye open enough to put the drops in. They warned me it would burn for a minute, but would soon be numb. My whole body was shaking in pain while they pried my eye open. As soon as the drops hit my eye, my body slowed down. The nurses asked, "doesn't in burn?" I said, "actually, it feels kinda good." They told me normally they have to hold people down because the burning is so bad. I guess the pain of the scratched eyeball was worse.
Once my eye was numb, I was able to open it enough for them to put dye on the eyeball. They looked at it under a black light type thing. They were able to see the scratch on my cornea. They said, usually with a corneal abraision, the scratch is usually off to the left or the right, but mine was very central. Which means, more pain and a longer healing process... of course, haha.
Mitch said it was pretty cool to see the abrasion show up under the black light. Obviously, he had to take a picture. It was the first time I could see in 15 hours and I see the blurry shapes of 2 nurses and in between them in the dark, I just see my husbands head pop up to get a better look. Then I see a phone. I'm thinking, "Seriously?!" And he says, "This looks pretty cool!" Oh my... only my husband.
We got to the eye doctor and Mitch led me inside. They had to numb my eye again, which I looked forward to, actually. It gave my eye a break from hurting so much. They put more dye on and looked at it under observation lighting again. He was able to see, not only the scratch, but also the depth of it. He said, "Wow... that little guy got you pretty good!" Apparently Emmanuel did quite the number on momma's eye.
The doctor told me he was going to put a bandaid on my eye, which was fine. I totally expected to walk out of there with my eye completely bandaged shut. And I really didn't care, I just wanted the pain to go away! It was so weird, though... because the "bandaid" he was talking about looked exactly like a contact lens. He said essentially it WAS a contact lens. It created a protective barrier between my eyelid and the abrasion. I said, "So, it won't hurt anymore?" He smiled and said, "Precicely!" Immediately I could see for the first time since my eye was scratched! It was incredible.