It was the weekend before Christmas during those wild wind gusts we had in the area. I went outside to take down a sun tarp so it wouldn’t rip, and on the last hook a blast of dirt flew straight into my eye. I went inside to flush it out, looked in the mirror… and nearly passed out. A live ant was attached to the sclera of my eye. Yes. A real ant. Alive. Hanging on for dear life. I tried saline, which only made it clamp down harder. A Q-tip made it worse, and I was terrified I was going to rip my eye trying to get it out myself. At that point I called my neighbor for help, and that’s how we found this clinic. Not only was the doctor open on a weekend right before Christmas, she immediately knew exactly what tools were needed and calmly took control of a situation that felt like a horror movie to me. She even said she’d never seen anything like it in all her years of practice — but you would never know it from her confidence and steady bedside manner. She kept me calm, worked quickly, and handled everything with incredible skill and care. I truly couldn’t have asked for a better physician in a moment like that. I’m beyond grateful she was there and knew exactly what to do. If you ever need an optometrist, I cannot recommend her highly enough. I feel unbelievably lucky we found this clinic when we did.
