Almost more drama...

We almost had more drama at our house this evening. Martin woke up this morning with a really sore eye, and he was concerned that it was a flare up of his iritis. Remember about 6 years ago now when Martin did his pirate thing? His eye got all disgusting and his body tried to reject it? Yeah, a little bit worrying. So he saw the doctor this afternoon, and was sent to see the opthamologist at the hospital in Scunthorpe. So Dylan and I picked him up from work and drove him in. Luckily the specialist thinks it's just pink eye, and gave him antibiotics. If Dylan and I get symptoms we will just have to see the GP and get a prescription. What fantastic timing!

Martin still thinks it's iritis again, and I think he might be right. If it is, we will know within the next few days. We'll need to get him started on a course of treatment before we fly over, so it doesn't cost us a fortune like it did last time. He was seeing a specialist twice a week and we had to buy REALLY expensive medication for him. Plus he walked around for a month wearing an eye patch!

Martin's back at work now doing a private Christmas party for the Caistor flower club--the one that his mom goes to. Dylan is sleeping like a little angel and I have scrubbed the bathrooms and am relaxing and watching Heroes. Such a good night, other than the trip to the hospital!