I had a picture here. But I love this man, Peanuts, and in the end I couldn't, I just couldn't bring myself to post it to the internet.
You will have to use your imagination. This stock photo might help:
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Se.Xy. They are the eye version of braces headgear. It's phenomenal. It makes me chuckle a little bit. It would actually be the kind of hilarious that makes stuff shoot out your nose, except that the new designer eyewear comes with pain. Takes the edge off the funny a little. **
Today J drove/ice-skated the car to the hospital in the wee hours of the morning to get surgery on his eyes. (Which meant I had to drive him home later, and if you've ever been strapped into a moving vehicle with me at the wheel you know this was about 546 times more dangerous than the lasers that were peeling layers off his eyeballs.)
Then his contact lens "bandage" that protects his new eye fell out. AND he had to be seen briefly in public with those glasses on, so the poor guy had a pretty harrowing morning.
He's admitted to being in "a lot of pain", and even took one of the pills the doctor gave him. Now, for him to do those things, it has to be bad. We're talking about the man who had his ribs broken in a rugby game and kept playing.
So I guess I'll give him a tiny bit of a break about the night-goggles. I'll even try not to complain about the fact that I, personally, will kind of miss him in glasses. When he doesn't have a small dead rodent on his lip, I think he's a hottie all the time, but the glasses really have always been even more hottifying in my opinion, and I'm a bit sad to see them go. Plus, now if he's annoyed me during the day I can't make faces at him at night when his contacts are out. Well I can, but it just won't be as cathartic if he notices, Peanuts.
I will also miss moments like these:
And so will Little One, I'm sure. But since I suppose that J's eyesight and personal health/wellbeing aren't completely about moi, I'm happy that he had the opportunity to get this surgery so that he will be able to see better, and not have to bother with glasses and contacts and dry eyes at the end of 20-hour shifts. Plus, excellent vision will come in handy for him soon- for flying planes. More on that next time. For now, I hope you'll all just join me in hoping that the surgery went well and fixed what it was supposed to, and that the pain will go away soon. So that we can all get back to what matters; laughing till we pee at the sight of him in those goggles.

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