Ben's Black Eye

Once upon a time(last Sunday) at ball hockey Ben got hit in the eye. He fell to the floor with his hand over his eye..so I thought it was serious. I was sitting with Christina and I jumped up to go over there and help him..... BUT I stopped myself like a good little wife should. I realized Iwould COMPLETELY embarass him in front of all his macho buddies if I ran over and cuddled him and stroked his head saying, "my poor little pooky-wooky". Ok...not like I would actually say that....well maybe using different words..but the cuddling-yes! So I let him be and prayed he wouldn't get up with his eyball hanging down to his nose. The guys all rushed aorund him to check him out and help him up. Thankfully it was at the end of the game so he didn't have to play much after that. Sooo anyhoo, on the way home he asking if its normal to feel like you have 'milk in your eye' and then I looked at his pupil---it was oval....really weird. So I made him go to the hospital, which he wasn't very happy about, and the nurse said he should definitely see the doctor. And the waiting line was 4-5 hours and it was already 1:00AM. So we sat around for a couple hours falling asleep in the waiting room and then Ben suddenly stood up and said 'that's it we're leaving, this is stupid, I'll be fine" Even though I was afraid he would have a permanently oval pupil or more seriously have damage to his eye we went home to bed at 3am and I got up 2 hours later to go to work....it sucked. When I bent down to get some coffee sleeves out of a box I sat there for about 15 seconds and just about fell asleep. My boss thought I was sick. So I drank about a zillion cups of coffee to get me through the day. And the next day ben's eye was black and sore but he could see better. And it is not so oval anymore. And we all lived happily ever after. The End.