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A few weeks ago Hubby went to run some errands and stop by his doc's office for a routine oil check and to air up his tires. He called me when on his way home.
OK...now let me tell you this before I go any further. We were conversing on cell phones and I was at work. Let's just say I was a little distracted.
What I thought he said was, "Honey I've got a new cadillac." My response was a little less than cordial. In fact I think I said something like "Not another damn car! Where are you going to park it? How old is it and can you still drive the thing or will it be parked in the driveway until we sell a kidney and add on to the already shrinking garage?????" At lease I think that was all I said.
He said, "Honey...are you listening to me? I said I have a new c-a-t-a-r-a-c-t on my right eye."
Oh. Crap. There goes "wife of the year" award.
I had forgotten that his doc appt was with the eyeball doc. He had a cataract on his eye and it needed to be fixed. Well Hell's Bells...we didn't need to expand the garage after all! I was tickled plumb silly.
Anyway, this week on Wednesday he had the cataract removed at 9 am and then we went to Cracker Barrel for breakfast (my treat!). Thursday he was released to drive. What a wonder modern medicine is!
My punishment for thinking evil thoughts about the prospects of another car was that I have to put eye drops in his eyes three times a day for two weeks. Oh well, that is much better that I deserved.
BUT...just let him decide to buy another old car and I'll still fuss and snort and then check on E-Bay for the going price of a kidney.
mz scarlett...keeper of the eyeball drops, lucky to have hubby, trying to listen more closely with both ears!
