Chapter 53: The call
Chapter 51
A few days had passed since that messy birthday party. One of my eyes was slightly red—probably some kind of irritation—so I decided it was time to get it checked.
Earlier today, I had a visit to the ophthalmologist. The clinic was bright, overly air-conditioned, and smelled faintly of disinfectant. I sat in the waiting room flipping through outdated magazines until a nurse called my name.
Inside the exam room, the doctor asked me to sit in the big chair and rest my chin on the weird contraption with all the lenses. He ran a few tests, shined a blinding light into both my eyes, and asked me to follow his finger.
"Any discomfort? Blurry vision? Itchiness?"
"Mostly twitching," I answered.
The doctor chuckled. "Maybe your eye has been twitching a lot lately."
"You have no idea," I said, leaning back.
He nodded, scribbled a few notes on his clipboard, and stood. "Your vision's perfectly fine. Just some irritation—probably due to screen time. Take these eye drops twice a day for a week. Everything else looks perfect."
I thanked him, grabbed the prescription, and walked out.
"So?" Uncle Charlie asked.
"It's nothing. Just need to use some eye drops."