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My Spider Bite

I had this strange dream. In it an alien from another world had come to Earth and was killing people by slipping into their beds and rubbing all over them. In my dream it had finally found my bed. Sadly for the alien, I rolled over and squished it to death.

For me this was really not so odd of a dream. If you read any of my stories and poems, you will actually be reading some of the dreams I have had.

The morning after I had this dream, I found I was having a recurring itch just under my fat belly. Right where I could not see. All it did that day and the next was itch. But the next evening that all changed.

The next day was the third Friday of Dec 2010. My mother and I try to go to the Argenta Art Walk that occurs on the third Friday of each month. We packed up our crafts and went right up there. After eating at the Corner Stone Grill, we set up out tables in the Galaxy Furniture Store in North Little Rock.

It was rather cold that evening and no other artists showed up. Thankfully we were inside that warm store. We didn’t sell anything.

After wards we packed up and got back in the car to go home. When I put on the seat belt, that is when I knew I had a problem. The extra pressure from the belt made that itchy spot become a major sharp throbbing pain.

Off to the VA Emergency room we went. After two hours waiting I was finally seen. They took one glance and pronounced it a spider bite. I then knew that I really didn’t dream about something in my bed. I really hope that the spider in my bed was not as big as the alien in my dream.

They gave me two shots and a bag with two meds before they released me. I was put on amoxicillin and etodolac. By the time I got home, the bite was no longer hurting.

I really don’t like to think about this, but it is kind of bothering to know that at any given time you are likely to be within three feet of a spider. They can get into and live in spaces too small for other pests.

The next day my room got every big treatment we had. After that we attacked the rest of that little trailer house. It is already a battle way out there in the boonies. The trailer is between the levy and the Arkansas river. Everything is always damp way out there and the critters love that.
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