I've done another number on myself. This time I did it to my eye. I wear contacts — all the time. I despise wearing my glasses. Things have been busy, I forget, and oftentimes I find myself falling asleep still wearing my contacts.

This was happening more and more, and my eye was becoming red and redder. I started taking them out at night, my eye was looking better. In my busy single mom book that means the problem was solved.

In reality it was not. When I went outside to start my car, and my eye wouldn't open. I was telling it to open, and it just wouldn't do it. I freaked out. I called the eye doctor — finally — and they agreed to see me right away. Awesome.

So, I walk in and I'm handed the standard stack of paperwork. We all know the questions: Your name, Your address, your birthday — and then, your MARITAL status.

Okay, I have a question about the marital status question. Why is it that the answers aren't simply, Single or Married? Instead they have five boxes — Single, Married, Divorced, Seperated or Widowed.

I would understand if I was going to a therapist or any other kind of mental health provider, but why the hell does the eye doctor need to know if I'm divorced?

I didn't feel like checking that box. I'm sick of seeing that word all over the place — especically when I can barely see — so I checked Single.

The eye doctor gave me a lecture about how stupid I was, took my contacts away for six months — he actually physically confinscated them — and made me buy very expensive eye drops which I can ill afford.

With that, he sent the dumb, single girl on her way.