Only Me…..I Swear!

Meet my little friend…..brown_recluse_

I am guessing he or she fell on me Monday when I was pulling out insulation…..that’s my story and I am sticking to it…..any other thought about it is just too much. I have been bit before and it wasn’t pretty.

I have a small history with spiders. In high school I was bitten by a wolf spider…..very scary to look at.(not the bite, just the spider) It got me when I was sleeping. The effects weren’t horrible, all of my joints hurt for a day or so. The school nurse found the bite on my leg….I was an aid during study hall….I hated study hall, so I would be anybody’s helper to get out of it.

The first time I was bit by a brown recluse was maybe 8 or 9 years ago? I think it got me when I was cutting grass, but I don’t really know…..I do live in the woods. It was so gross and it left an ugly scar. So when my shoulder started bothering me on Tuesday, I went in the bathroom to try and get a look. I knew as soon as I saw it.

I don’t remember feeling this bad last time. I am nauseous and my shoulder feels numb…ben gay numb. I listened to everybody this time and went to the doctors. He put me on an anti-biotic, and one that wasn’t a generic.

My doctor is so funny. When I told him where I think the spider came from he gave me that look…(if you watched Days of our Lives in the eighties when 80% of the cast could cock an eyebrow…than you know the look). Then he asked me the “any chance you could be pregnant question?” I gave him a big Pppfffttt! Which led to boys are bad…no they’re not…..yes they are… haven’t found the right one…..there is no such thing…..back and forth and back and forth.

Since my new insurance is pretty crappy and to make the visit preventative instead of diagnostic I had some blood drawn to have my cholesterol, etc checked. The girl was new and I knew as soon as she inserted the needle…this was gonna be bad. The bruise is only the size of a nickle today and I really hope it stays that way.

I have O-negative blood, so I try and donate it when I can……which I have been very bad about lately. My point is….I have given a lot of blood and they always tell me “oh you have some nice veins” so it should be easy right? The girl was very apologetic and I know she didn’t do it on purpose but yikes it hurt!

On the plus side the pain in my arm took away from the weird achy numbness in my shoulder. 🙂

I stopped on my way home to pick up my prescription and when I got home my son says “mom are you okay….you look really pale?” That is when my neighbor came over and up the ladder I went. We have all of the new rolled roofing down…so if it rains I “shouldn’t” have an anxiety attack. It’s almost done…just some finishing left…trimming…drip edge….gutters…etc.

Tomorrow is my Friday and I need an extra day! My daughter better decide what she is doing for her birthday…… I am going with PT to assess the costume situation for the next production tomorrow…I can’t wait. She also told me how much she enjoys reading my rambles. That makes me happy! The fact that anybody reads more than once makes me happy. It really made my week……Zia


About dragonflyzia

I am just a woman finally accepting that I was never meant to be in the box. I don't fit into any stereotypes, please don't try and label me, that doesn't work either. I am embracing my uniqueness in ways that are new and challenging to me, so that I may continue to grow and never stop learning.
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2 Responses to Only Me…..I Swear!

  1. I enjoy your rambles also.

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