Back in month of June when Ashutosh was away for his internship in California, me and Om were trying to have a good weekend. Saturday was nice. Me and Om went grocery shopping at Sam's and had a usual day. We had fun on Sunday. After the delightful Sunday morning and afternoon (for a mom like me, delightful morning and afternoon means: Om eats all his breakfast and lunch well and gets a nice 2-hour nap, and I finish all my household work when he naps and we get some time to spend together playing with his toys), we went to the Boneyard Creek park near our apartment. Om had fun looking at all the ducks in the pond and we got to see the cutest puppy ever. Om loves to observe things. He was enjoying the beauty of nature and so was I. It was time to go back home and I secretly (no more a secret) wished that Ashutosh was with us instead of being in California.
After coming home, we recited "Shubam karoti" and it was dinner time. I made veggie Khichadi for both of us and Om had his dinner. We saw Ashutosh on google hangout and it was bed time for Om. Om slept at his usual time. I had dinner, did the dishes and watched an episode of House of Cards for the second time and thought about how much effort goes into making a masterpiece like this. I love House of Cards and I am eagerly waiting for the new season. It was 9.00 pm and I thought to myself "1 more episode", but realized that I had to work tomorrow and went to the bedroom. Without disturbing Om, I must say I have mastered this skill, kissed his chubby cheeks and went to bed to fall asleep right away. It was 12.00 midnight and Om's bottle time. I went to kitchen and warmed up his milk to give him the bottle. He drank his milk and then I was coming back to bed again when I realized that my right eye was itching. I went to the washroom to check what went into my eye to find nothing and washed my eye many times. The eye was still itching I tried looking into the small mirror to get a close look into my eye but could see nothing. Now I was frustrated and worried because my eye was red. It was still 10.30pm in California and I decided to call Ashutosh, he is very good at taking foreign bodies out from the eyes and gives good directions/suggestion as to what to do if something goes into your eyes. Together with the help(techno-help) of hangout we tried to find the monster (now it was monster to me) in my eye but could find nothing. I being a sceptical person, thought that this foreign body is never going to come out and that my eye is going to itch for the rest of my life. The itchy eye was now hurting and blood red. It was 1.00 am of Monday, we decide that I need to go to the emergency room (worst decision ever). I would be lying if I say I was not scared to leave the house at 1.00 am alone with a sleeping baby and itchy eye. Ashutosh gave me courage and stayed with me on hangout. I took things needed, put Om in the car seat and ran towards the car. I put Om in the backseat, sat in the driver's seat and locked the doors immediately and gave a huge sigh of relief.
At the hospital, I found a vacant parking spot nearby. Me and Om went inside the emergency room to find it flooded with people. The lady at the front desk told me that it may take time. But I did not know that it would take 3.30 hrs to get out of the chaotic emergency room. Finally, 2 hours later after testing my level of patience, they took me inside the room to check my eye, but the doctor was not yet there. Om was awake and playful, even in this situation I had fun talking and playing with him. Finally, some doctor who was interning came and asked me what was wrong with my eye. I could see that his lips curled into a cringe worthy smile and I said to myself that I hate this doctor. He checked my eye and found nothing. I was sure there was something. I told him to check my upper eye lid. He could find nothing. Now I was really really frustrated and angry because, I had to disturb my sleeping baby, come to emergency room at odd hours, the doctors were incapable of doing their job and on top of that pay the emergency co-pay for nothing. It was easily the worst night of my life. I came back home at 5.00 am. Om was asleep and I tried but failed to sleep.
There was no point in thinking about the itchy and red eye and I decided that I am going to office despite of how tired my body and mind felt. But seeing Om smile at 6.00 am in the morning was as good as it felt/feels always.
P.S.: My appointment with eye specialist was scheduled the coming Tuesday. The specialist too found nothing. Wednesday morning, I decided to take care of my eye by myself. TMI warning. I sanitized my hand as good as I could. Then, with my little finger, I brushed the upper eyelid from inside multiple times and found a tiny tiny fiber, and felt instant relief. I know that this may sound funny to some people, but it was not funny at all.
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