
My doctor said that my eye caught a cold.
My eye. A cold.
How the hell does an eye catch a cold? It's not like I have the sick and infirmed licking my eyeball. I didn't send my eyeball on a trans-Atlantic flight or into a classroom of sniffling third graders. "Well, did anyone sneeze into your eye recently," he asked.
No, doc'. I'm pretty sure I'd remember something like that.
"Am I contagious?"
"Don't worry," he said, "It's not like there's germs floating around outside your eyeball, you know."
I didn't know. But he knows me well enough to know where my mind was going.