Well, I got home from my African Dance class last night feeling pretty good. Hubby and I were just sitting down to watch a movie when I had an eye episode. This is the first time this has happened while I was awake. It was awful and I got really hysterical. Partly from the pain but mostly from frustration. I couldn't manage to get my eye open to put any ointment in. I had thought that I was on the mend but clearly the drama continues. So, I was feeling a little defeated. Since I couldn't get my eye open, Gary put me to bed. I felt silly going to bed at 8pm but my options were pretty limited with my eyes frozen shut. I was feeling pretty low.
And then, I felt a 13-pound thump on the bed. I heard a critter walking around and kneading the covers. And then, he curled up right against me and stayed there purring for over an hour. Concentrating on Toulouse's purring helped me to settle down. Just before the episode, the cat had been curled up in his favorite bed in the living room fast asleep. But when he heard me upset, he came to find me. Cats are funny that way. Normally, a tornado could roar through and he wouldn't get out of his bed. But he came to comfort me. Between Toulouse and Gary, I finally calmed down and went to sleep. It's nice to have a good support system when you are feeling low.