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.