My Eyes Are Yellow.
A weekday morning in September, 2005.
I remember hearing my alarm and forcing myself to get up for work.
I remember stumbling into the bathroom and looking into the mirror.
I remember noticing the whites of my eyes were yellow.
I remember chastising myself for sleeping in my contacts again.
I remember being perplexed when I realized my contacts were in their case.
I remember thinking it was probably a side effect of Remicade.
I remember not being overly concerned, which is rare for a self professed hypochondriac.
I remember making a mental note to visit Dr. S later in the week for a check-up.