AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! What did I do? Dear Lord, I know that I have been a fresh pot at times — but my face feels like it was seared in a frying pan. And worse yet, my eye feels like it is being jabbed my a giant hot needle(s). Not feeling like a pleased patient, I find the emergency number and ask someone to call me back about — first and foremost — my eye, which was an unexpected feeling of pain. Three hours later at 5 am the DOCTOR calls back and says that I might have scratched cornea as a result of the disks placed on my eyes. I knew it! That bastard scratched my eyeball when he stuck those disks into my eyes. I knew that he was treating me gently and something was awry and here is my proof. What a bastard. Anyway, he was apologetic and asked me to come in the morning.