Matt 7:3

The call came a week ago "not to worry" that Thomas just got out of a doctor's visit and was waiting for his prescription. NOT TO WORRY??? But he didn't even give me a chance to properly worry. It started the Saturday before that - April 16th. Thomas had drilled holes into a shovel blade to make an irrigation shovel (amazing how much better a shovel works in sloppy mud when there are holes in it). That night he couldn't stop rubbing his eye because he scratched it. He couldn't stop rubbing it. He came home from work Monday, and I thought he had pink eye. It was just irritated. He bought eye drops to get the red out Tuesday, so his eye looked a lot better, but the pain hadn't gone away. Thomas found a spot on the iris and tried to poke at it, but his eye has not been trained to stay still when something is about to touch it. (Yes, mine have because I wear contacts. Thomas's eye just rolled all around inside that head of his and wouldn't stay still.) At one point I was leaning over him with a headlamp shining into his eye and a pair of tweezers in my hand. In my other hand I was trying to keep his eyelids open, but the only thing was one big mess. Later we were in the same position, but I was just going to try to flick it out. No luck! Poor boy was worse off than when we started, but he still refused my offer to take him to a doctor. So Wednesday, when I got the call not to worry, it was because he had just come out of "eye surgery". A doctor in Trinidad was able to flick out the speck in his eye and then used a microscopic drill to clean out the rust around it. He was surprised that we weren't able to get it out, though if we had and Thomas didn't go to the doctor, then the rust could have become a problem. Thomas used antibiotic eye drops for several days. He said it felt like he had been punched in the face for a couple days, then like someone played ping pong with his eye. It seems it really took the whole week for his vision to come back clear. And now he's good. He went to the doctor today and got a thumbs-up. And he'll wear safety glasses more often, though he claims that the metal and grit can still get under them. I just thought it was fun to tell people Thomas had a speck in his eye....you know, like the parable about pointing out the speck in your brother's eye when you have a plank sticking out of your own?