Some of you know my great fear of spiders. Everyone has their "thing" that gives them the heebie-geebies (ya know, snakes, mice, etc.) and mine is spiders! I hate them so much that even on the ski slope when I see the "Spider" logo on ski jackets or pants, I shutter a little. Now, my dislike with the little creatures has intensified. This time it's personal . . . an 8-legged nuisance took away my summer!
2 weeks ago, I was cleaning out the garage and was bit by a Hobo Spider on the right thumb. The pain was like nothing I ever experienced before (and I've given birth naturally, TWICE). The poison went so deep that after a week of ineffective antibiotics, I had to have surgery on my thumb. They removed all the skin and fatty tissue on the back of my thumb all the way to the bone. They also had to remove half of my thumb nail. The biggest bummer of all is that it's suppose to take 6 weeks to heal! Swimming, water skiing, tubing, you name it, I'm done with it.
BLASTED SPIDERS!
