There’s a stye in my eye . . . again

There’s a stye in my eye . . . again

This story begins Sept. 1, 2004. Last week I got some great news. News that had me whistling happy tunes, snapping my fingers and tapping my toes. I had a stye in my eye — left to be exact. That’s it. That is my happy news. I went to the urgent care center in Oxford, […]