My daughter looks like a demon right now.

On Saturday, her right eye was a little pink. I thought she irritated it, so I didn’t pay much attention until until Sunday morning when I gasped the first time I saw her the day. Clearly, the child skipped right over pink eye and landed squarely on red, demon eyes (yes, plural). It reminds me a little bit of my college years when a friend got so sick from a night of drinking that she popped the blood vessels in her eye from all the vomiting she did.  Needless to say, we were at the walk-in at 8 am on Sunday morning for a prescription to clear her eyes up.

57 hours later, and I’m still waiting for her eyes to clear up.  They don’t seem to bother her at all, but they are still really, really gross to look at. And, she passed her germs on to me. Fun times.

All that said, today I’m thankful that of all the illnesses that could have hit my house, all we are dealing with are colds and pink eye. I’ll take either one of those any day over 99% of the illnesses out there.