Its All in the Eye

If you follow this Blog then you have read the story about Tali's eye.

Well Tali's story is not over.
Tali's HP continues.

You see today Tali's father was building the Sukkah when he suddenly felt something fly in his eye. Thinking it was nothing, he blinked a few times and continued working.
Later in the day when his wife came home, his eye was still hurting. Tali's mother saw that his eye was all red and inflamed.
That same day Tali's parents were buying a new car, and had gone to the car dealership after the Sukkah was finish being built. They were at the dealership and Tali's mother noticed that her husband's eye was still bothering him.
She suddenly remembered that one of the many eye doctors that helped Tali had his office on the same block as the car dealership. She called the office right away. (Knowing the amount of times Tali went to that eye doctor Tali's mother probably had that number set to speed dial)
They called the office, but the next available appointment was the following day at 8:30 in the morning.
The eye doctor is a Yid and happened to have gone to Tali's father's Shabbos Shiur a few times. When Tali was having pain in her eye a few months ago, he had given his cell phone number to Tali's mother.
So they tried calling his cell phone.
A few minutes after leaving a message, the eye doctor called back.
The eye doctor told Tali's parents to come to his office right away.
He saw that Tali's father had two wood chips stuck in his eye, right near his cornea. On the spot the eye doctor had it surgically removed!
Mi K'amcha Yisroel!

Eye saw Hashgacha Pratis

This past Shabbos I chaperoned a group of girls to the Bnos convention in Toronto. They called me a few hours before they were leaving and asked me to drive the girls. Everyone had an amazing time and a lot of fun . Thursday night after supper, welcome song, and speeches we all went to our hostesses homes. As I was getting ready for bed my left eye started stinging and tearing. The next day by the trip I tried to ignore it but it just got worse. Later, when I was getting ready for Shabbos I noticed my eye was all red. I didn't let it bother me and continued enjoying the convention. By the Friday night meal I was talking to a bunch of girls, when one girl asked me if I was ok, because its looked like I was crying.( I told her that the topic we were talking about was very emotional.) She saw that I was joking and asked me again what was wrong with my eye. I told her I honestly don't know and we went back to our conversation. The next day by Shabbos lunch I was talking to a friend I had just met. As we were talking a lady was passing by our table and stopped when she noticed my eye. "Good Shabbos", I smiled at her. Staring at me she asked "Are you ok? What happened to your eye? I think we should call Hatzolah. " When she said that I burst out laughing. "I really don't think we need to call Hatzolah, my eye is really fine, it looks scarier then it actually is." Before I even finished, The lady went to get the head of the convention. At this point I was really mortified. I was really ok. My eye was just swollen and red. The head of the convention looked at my eye and said. " I know the perfect person who could help you with this, she knows everything about these things, she's a PA, her name is Shelly Broner, she could help you. Do you want me to tell you where she lives." I didn't need her to tell me where she lived. HP! - The Broner's were the family I was staying by. When I got back to their house, Mrs. Broner took one look at my eye and said I had Conjunctivitis! (pink eye) Mrs. Broner gave me a name of drops that I should get and it will heal within seven days! Baruch Hashem it's already getting better! (I really appreciated the lady asking me what was wrong with my eye, even though she offered to call Hatzolah! :) )