Trauma, life in the ER (or insta care)

Saturday evening Brooke starts crying saying something is in her eye. We search and search and can't find anything. We end up saying just go to be and it will be better in the morning. We really hope that whatever it is has scratched her eye and that is why it still hurts. The next morning and all through church she is still complaining, eye is red and watery. After church I call our eye doctor and leave a message on his cell phone. No reply. Still complaining. End up going and waiting at instacare for 1 1/2 hours. Dr. looks around in her eye...flushes it a couple times, puts dye in it and uses a black light...nothing. Sends us home telling us most likely just scratched it and call our dr. tomorrow. Get home and our eye doctor calls and apologizes...cell phone was on vibrate. Wants to meet us at his office. We get there and he looks at her eye with his scope...for sure something still in there. Said there is like 70 scratches on her eye. Puts dye in her eye...again (although he was much better at it), hooks up the camera so he can take a picture. Brooke and I see all the scratches....very cool! And he numbs her eye with some drops. He then shows on me, so Brooke won't be scared, how he is going to flip her eyelid so he can look under it. This feels super weird. He flips her eye and uses tweezers to pull out this teeny tiny speck of something. We could hardly see it on the end of the tweezer...so he puts the camera on it and we can still hardly see it. All that trouble for that tiny little nothing. He says she should be 85% better by this morning and 100% within 24 hours...man the eye is amazing!