I’m going back to my home state for 8 days.

I hate it there. It’s boring beyond belief. But, at least it’s July so it won’t be cold and, I’ll get to visit family and friends so, I guess it will be bearable.
I had planned to go for the weekend but extended the trip because I need to have eye surgery. I have an artificial lens embedded in one of my eyes
(along with a scheral buckle and some other medical intervention along they way - 4 surgeries total on just the one eye. More on the other.)
Anyway, I decided to switch all my hangers to wooden (from cheapy plastic) and hit myself in the eye with one of them.

Who does that?!? Of course, it couldn’t hit me in the nose or cheek. Nope. It had to hit the bullseye of the teeny space of the lens. Sheesh.
I’m grateful it didn’t damage me or the lens and my doctor assured me that he can reattach it to my iris. No expected issues with my cornea. But, grrrrrr!
This means I will have had 3 surgeries in 60 days. For a person who rarely gets sick this is ridiculous.

I’ve been grumpy as a grizzly bear in a girdle. I told Mr. Sparkle that we need to start a new tradition of the Post Surgery Bag Presentation. So, he’s gonna owe me three.

He needs to get crack-a-lacking!
I’m trying to decide what bags to pack. We arrive Tue to my hometown for the surgery consult. Surgery on Wed. Then we’re driving across state for Friday dinner with friends and a Saturday bday party for another friend. Sunday we drive
back across state to arrive once again in my hometown for Sunday family dinner, Monday bday dinner for a different family member then flying out Tuesday.
This is the first time I will travel and desperately want to stay in sweat pants and a baggy t shirt the whole time. LOL! With a recovering knee, broken toe, wacko foot and half blind eye, I am sooooo not feeling like dressing up or being social.

But, family and friends are important.
But, I’m definitely grumpy like a grizzly in a girdle.

I think I need to take my favorite bags to bring some happy.