Predetermined

The day was screwed before I could fuck it up for myself. Mae spent the night in our bed because she didn't feel well. The alarm went off at 6:45am, I opened my eyes in time for her hand to land on my eyeball. Blurred vision, pain, and sensitivity to light followed. My doctor's office was nearly booked so I went to an urgent care clinic. There are three scratches on the cornea of my right eye. Damn it, I need medication and a follow up tomorrow. I know it's a long shot, but hopefully the day before Thanksgiving won't be a mad-house at the urgent care clinic...yeah, right.