Oddly - actually, no, Wash told me I use oddly too often the other day, and in this case he'd be right.
Appropriately, I was about to go and blog that I'm missing today at work, my second day off in three, I was in yesterday, because when I woke up my left eye was just beginning to open and for a couple of hours the whole world was blurry.
However, with a show of the stubbornness for which I am known I have gradually scraped away all the eye-gunk (Well, its less disgusting than having to deal with it, believe me) and have had my eye open for more or less the whole morning. It is getting stronger, too. Hopefully. Actually, no, there's no hope about it. Accordingly, I will be in work tomorrow with around 75-80% eyesight, which is a damn sight better. You have to get up pretty early in the morning to get one over on me.
As for my attitude toward the offender - its an odd one. We're a small community, and he's becoming further and further away from being accepted (I welcome this and will do whatever I can to speed up the process). However, his family are good eggs, and I have no desire to cause them any grief at all. Thus, I have pitched my tent where I have and, well, its not ideal, but I can live with it.