:tips head back . . . holds eye dropper above . . . squeezes, waits . . . right eye . . . PLUNK!:
:tips head back again . . . holds eye dropper above . . . squeezes, waits . . . left eye . . . PLUNK!:
What a relief. It’s all I’ve been doing since this morning when I awoke to a feeling I would describe as a lit match under each eyelid. Burn, baby, burn!!
My nose is running, my head hurts, so boo hoo 😥 I was fine up until today. And I naively thought – or hoped- I would get through this season allergy-free. No such luck.
Excuse me for a moment . . . Ah-CHOO!!! Can someone pass the tissues?
Flora, by Giuseppe Arcimboldo: