I hate today.

My annual eye exam is this afternoon and every time I have to have this done, it seems I get more freaked out about it. I have a “thing” about my eyes. Let me put it to you this way, the first time I got contact lenses it took me literally 1 hour to get one in! It's embarrassing to admit that but it is the truth.

The fear I have is two fold. The uncomfortable procedure itself and whatever the doctor will find.

I cannot stand those thick eye drops. It is like molasses. Thick sticky muck being dropped in my eyes. I hate it. And it stings. At least to me it stings and there is little worse then eyes that are stinging in my humble opinion.

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When I was in high school I played volleyball. Like most schools, we had a junior varsity and a varsity team. I believe I was a sophomore (maybe I was a junior,it was a long time ago) when I started playing for JV and varsity. OK, so I actually played for JV and mostly warmed the bench while the varsity team played until the coach got mad at a player and decided to send me in.

At any rate, I was called a floater, as were the other girls who played for both teams. Until I got involved with the diabetes community, my definition of floater was a person who moves between two high school volleyball teams. It wasn't until I started frequenting the Diabetic Mommy web site that I learned there are actually more definitions for this word. (READ MORE)