Pink Eye(s) Day 3: Worse?

Well, I had high hopes for this AM. See, pink eye's not so serious, or so I'm told. It's highly contagious, sure, but with the right medications, it should go away rather quickly. Apparently I'm the exception to the rule. Lucky me! Look at my pretty face. This is one of these weird illnesses where I feel mostly fine, but I look like crap, and I can't touch anyone. My wife has stationed Purel in every room of the house, and I may as well be a bubble boy. Some interesting trivia: Apparently, many cases of pink eye come from getting poop-sourced bacteria in your eye. I've been trying to figure that one out for the last few days. I'd feel better if at least I knew it was from my own butt. If you're still reading this journal, I'm impressed, as I've grossed even myself out. What's a real bummer is that my daughter is performing in a show at school tonight, but, well, you can imagine that I probably would be crucified if I showed up looking like this. (And it's not even a Christian school). ;) Anyway, hope you all are well. Someone better enjoy today, dammit!