Crasymaker

Tomorrow marks the 2 week anniversary of that ball landing on my eye and guess who’s not celebrating…ME! As you can see from the photos, I am healing up nicely…on the outside, that is.

There’s still no sign of my vision getting any better and if you look closely at the last photo in the Mr. Softball - Finale gallery, you can see that my eye is still VERY dilated which, for a lack of better words at this moment, sucks ass. Everything is too bright including the screen of this laptop I am using right now. Nothing looks right and the headaches I get from trying to do the most normal things are pretty crummy. However, when I was in the ER 2 weeks ago, I couldn’t see one single drop of light so considering how far I’ve come, I am extremely thankful to no longer be blind. Speaking of the ER, if you’ve ever wondered how much it costs to get your eye beat to hell with a softball, it’s $1532.75 plus 4 hours of sitting there scared as hell and wondering if anyone is ever going to come tell you what the results of your CT Scan are. Speaking of CT Scans, they cost $1244.75.

In case you have any other financial questions about the ER, here is a rundown of how much things cost in there besides the CT Scan: One pain pill will run you $55.25. One disposable ice pack costs just $10.00. The ink that they write the prescription for more pain pills apparently is worth $6.00 and finally on top of all that, they also charge you $216.75 just to sit in their fabulously comfortable plastic chairs for 4 hours. Add that to the 7 trips to the eye doctor at $90 each plus the 8 vacation days you lose at work and you’ve got yourself one hell of a deal. I knew playing city-league softball would prove to be a rewarding use of my Tuesday nights but I never suspected it would be this exciting! ARGHHHHHH.