HE woke up this morning and HIS eyes were puffy and swollen shut. So HE called in sick to work and actually made an appointment to see a doctor. This is major, cause HE's not a big fan of doctors.
Throughout the course of the day, I got text messages - updates on HIS appointment time, when HE was sitting in the waiting room, etc. Finally, HE called to let me know the outcome. It turned out to only be a stye - and I do believe HE was disappointed...
"All that drama and it turns out to be a stupid stye," HE sulked.
"That's too bad. I was hoping for your sake it would at least be eye cancer or something."
"Well, maybe next time. Meanwhile, maybe I can bring you home some chlamydia?"