ow my eye

It seems to me that when a group of men (or boys) get together, the collective IQ of the group diminishes. Steve took Steven paint balling Saturday for his birthday. He had goggles, but they fell off his head. So instead of going back for them, Steve decides to play the rest of the game without protection. Guess what? Steve got hit in the eye with a paintball. We spent the day at the eye doctors yesterday. First, we went to our optamalagist who wanted us to go see a specialist. Then we went to the specialist who said Steve's eye was okay for now. That's the good news. The bad news is that we are watching for signs of a torn or detached retina for the next MONTH. Yes, I said month. This kind of injury wouldn't just happen the day of. There is a possibility that all the pressure from the swelling in Steve's eye could tear his retina on down the road. The other good news is that the eye drops seem to be reducing the pressure in his eye. AND it appears that the 33 year old man has decided to wear protective gear from now on. All's well that ends well.