Was cycling to work this morning, took the little singletrack shortcut through the local park, when something parked itself firmly in my right eye. Instinctively, I went to dislodge it from my eye, and as I pulled to a stop, my brain was telling me that something was not right.
I looked down at the index finger of the glove I had just dragged across my eyeball/lid to see a nice brown skidmark coupled with the telltale aroma of dogs**t.
That’s right folks. Dogs**t. That I had just rubbed in my eye. I’m sure I don’t have to tell you how grim that was. I’m not sure if it was what was in my eye, or if it had been flicked onto my glove and I then put it there, but either way, not a nice surprise.
Anyway. A trip to the chemist for an eyebath turned into a visit to the eye clinic (who were absolutely great) and a prescription for antibiotic eyedrops.
Wear your glasses everybody, even if it’s just for the commute.
