I’m not a physician; so my advice in this department isn’t worth a great deal. However, here is my experience.
First of all, let me preface this with saying I am not a medical doctor. I’ve managed to raise three children to adulthood without losing one, but that may be more due to decent genetics and good luck than skill. Having said that, there are times when a visit to the family physician just isn’t feasible. Let’s face it: our modern docs are pretty good, but they are darned expensive. If we all ran to them for every sniffle and headache, we would be in the poor house (if we weren’t already), and they would be too busy with the little stuff to take care of the big things that really shouldn’t be treated at home.
On Sunday night, I was sitting at my computer playing games because my brain had gone into total shut-down, when the muscle at the inner corner of my left eye kind of went “ow!”, and I concluded I’d had a few too many hours in front of a computer screen, and went to bed. It didn’t feel especially good on Monday, and by Monday evening, it had a red blotch on the inside of the lower eyelid. I remembered that it had started feeling icky after I had cleaned the utility room, which is where the kitty boxes are located. I mentally laid out the probable options for the cause of the problem: 1. Got dirt in it from the cat boxes. (EW!) 2. Conjunctivitis (more commonly known as Pink Eye), which I sincerely hoped I didn’t have, because it is contagious and would necessitate a doctor visit. 3. A stye-nasty but will heal on its own, usually. 4. Sinus infection. Home remedies possible, if it didn’t get too bad. 5. Too much time in front of the computer, and not enough sleep. Or possibly some combination thereof, or some completely unknown new condition that I didn’t want to think about.
By Tuesday noon, looking at a computer screen was an absolute misery. I was able to leave early thanks to the holidays; went home collected my roommate, and we went shopping for the month’s groceries. While at the store I picked up a small bottle of artificial tears-completely unmedicated, just a wash that would hopefully help remove any small foreign particles that might have lodged in my eye. Back home, I rinsed both eyes with the solution. Felt some better, but still not wonderful. I remembered that my grandmother had always made Sassafras tea for sore eyes; not having a sassafras tree in my back yard at the moment, I thought for a little bit on a substitute. I remembered reading that the tannins in tea were supposed to help with redness and tired eyes.