My new life as a recluse

This has been a pretty strange week for me here and I've definitely learned one thing: I don't think I'm going to become a hermit at any point in my life. Last Sunday my left eye felt really dry and irritated and continued getting worse throughout the day. Sunday afternoon I noticed it was extrememly bloodshot and began to worry that I had pink eye. By Sunday night I noticed it was also getting swollen and was now pretty sure that's what it was. So, Monday morning I went to the clinic and, sure enough, I was told I had conjunctivitis, or pink eye. For those of you that have never had this wonderful condition, I wouldn't recommend trying to contract it. At it's peak, all I felt like doing was lying in a dark room with my eyes closed. I couldn't even really open my eye on Monday morning and it took until yesterday for the swelling to be completely gone. My sight is still a little blurry even today, although it's almost completely better. So most of this week was spent lying around by myself in my darkened room with nothing to do except listen to music and take naps. I couldn't even read because that just irritated my eyes. It's a strange existence just sitting around by yourself doing nothing for multiple days in a row. I did have the foresight on Monday morning to take a picture of myself so that I would have a nice visual aid for this post. I generally don't like to post pictures of myself where I look like an ungodly mess, but I'll make an exception in this case.

No, I did not just go 15 rounds with Apollo Creed