I awoke this morning to the familiar feeling of blurriness in my eye. The kind that doesn't go away with a good fist rub. And I knew. The pink eye was back. This time, in my other eye. And this time, it's a doozy. It actually hurts. I am suddenly aware I have an eyeball because I actually feel it sitting in my skull. How weird is that. I have been faithfully putting drops in and washing my hands like Jack Nicholson in Something's Gotta Give. I'm praying it works!