Holy bloody eye, Batman!

So, last night Devin and I swung by Wendy’s to pick up some quick dinner. As we’re waiting for our two Mandarin Chicken salads and one Kids Cheeseburger meal to arrive he says, “Hey, dad. What’s that red thing in your eye.” I didn’t really think much of it until we got into the car and I could check in the vanity mirror.

… yipe!?

The above is what I saw and, the entire fifteen minute drive home, I think I could feel my eye pulsing. I was convinced I was in eminent danger of stroke or heart attack; anyone who knows me knows I have an eye thing. This was MY eye. It freaked me the hell out.

I got home and immediately hit Google. Turns out it’s a subconjunctival hemorrhage, and quite common. And I did, in fact, have a hellacious sneezing fit yesterday (damned allergies).

It still freaks me out, though. *shiver*