Teague woke up this morning and it was pretty obvious he can’t really see out of his eyes due to swelling. He was content to hold a hand and be led around as we went out for a little sightseeing. (It never occurred to me to bring the stroller out of the attic for this trip. It would have been well worth it for Teague’s sake.) The only time Teague was unhappy is when he realized he needed eye drops. (You would think having them all last week for pink eye would have made this easier.)
