the other guy is expected to make a full recovery in 6-8 weeks

Apparently it’s official, I’m an alcoholic.  I went out to dinner with some friends Friday and we did have a drink in my room before bed.  When I woke up the next morning I had a big black eye and I have no idea how it got there.  As I looked at myself in the mirror I thought it was funny.  I then looked around to see if I bumped it on the nightstand, bed or something.  Then the only conclusion that I could think of was spider bite.  So what was funny, now became a life-threatening incident.  So off to the base clinic to get checked out and guess what was closed?  I then called the number to have an on-call doctor reach me.  He told me where to go.  He didn’t seemed to concerned, so I asked if I could wait until Monday.  “You’re looking at either mild irritation to total blindness,” he calmly stated.  So I guess I’ll get it checked it out.
I arrived at a clinic in shopping development where I kept getting funny looks.  After the blood pressure and temp, it was suggested I took an eye exam.  You should know in Grenada I was something of an eye doctor.  I volunteered at a lot of health fairs and my job was giving eye exams.  That being the case I have most of the chart memorized.  So I’m standing there with my black eye covered.  “Can you read this line,” the nurse asked.  I imagined I look like someone who is either illiterate or doesn’t speak English.  I knew the letters, but I was trying to work it out in my head whether or not I could see them or just knew them.  “Can you read this line,” he asked again.  Turns out my “good” eye was worse than my black eye, which is why I already had an eye appointment scheduled.
So then came the doctor.  And it when something like this:

working at the healthfair

Dr:    What happened?
Me:    I was hoping you could tell me.
Dr:    Did things get rowdy at the bar last night?
Me:    No not at all
Dr:    Are you sure you didn’t have too much to drink.
Me:    No, I just woke up like this
Dr:    Did you wife beat you up (was that implying I couldn’t take Christina… I can’t)
Me:    No she is far away.
Me:    I think I got bit by something
Dr:    No it would be red not black.

It went on and he did some tests.  We concluded that I somehow slugged myself while sleeping or someone broke in, hit me and left without taking anything.  All in all it is pretty strange and next I have a follow up apt with doctor on base.  Which I may have to walk two miles for because the bus has a lunch break during lunch time which is the only time we would need to go somewhere.