First of all, sorry to each and every Spanish-speaker for butchering your language. The title is a literal -- and probably very wrong -- translation of "Distrito Federal No More."
Second of all, thank you to everybody who expressed concern about my freak eye injury.
JS and I are now back in Vancouver, arriving last night. Here is how our time in LA (well, suburbs near LA) played out:
Tuesday, Day 1
Various errands and such.
After waking up with pain in my eye and not being able to open it, JS drove me to see a family doctor at a walk-in clinic (after trying several places). This was followed by driving to an eye clinic. Then, with me sleeping the rest of the afternoon and evening.
Back at the eye clinic for a follow-up. We decide to cut our trip short and just head on home. The rest of the day was spent with JS calling airlines, hotels, etc. and cancelling our bookings/reservations.
Back at the eye clinic for another follow-up. Straight to the airport for our flight back to Vancouver.
Apparently, it's a freak thing, as the doctors at the eye clinic were wondering why I would get a corneal abrasion. It seems I don't have any reason for developing one (eg, wearing contact lenses or whatever else).
I guess the dry desert air did not agree with me, especially after the dry airplane cabin air. Also, apparently, my right eyelid does not close all the way! Huh?!!
Airplane + desert air dried out my right eye. Then, during sleeping, my "unclosed" eyelid dried it out even more, resulting in a small part of the cornea sticking to the back of my eyelid. When I woke up and blinked, the eyelid tore my cornea. Fun stuff.
Not only did we miss/are missing the Foodbuzz Food Blogger Festival in San Francisco (with all that food!), but we also had to cancel our trip to Mexico City, aka Distrito Federal. (Hence, the post title.)
We were so looking forward to this trip. All that food!!! [sigh]
But, we decided it was better to let my eye heal completely at home, in case something happens. I am quite attached to my eyes, after all, and the vision they give me, blurry though it is. Being an injured animal in a big, big, big city is not a good idea, I guess.