Exactly 10 weeks ago I woke up in the morning and discovered 10 spider bites on one leg, and another bite on the other leg. The bites never hurt, and it didn't wake me up when that sneaky spider bit me, but man, do they ever itch! Worse yet, after 10 weeks they are only now beginning to heal. In the meantime, I look like I have leprosy! Check it out. I got those bites on September 7 and they look as bad now as they did that first day.
I now go to bed with a flyswatter, and I'm jumpy as all get-out. I keep beating myself black and blue because I feel a little prickle and then I yell and slap at it, only to discover it wasn't a spider but a corner of the blanket touching my arm. I hate closing my eyes in the shower for fear one will pop up out of the drain or land on me from the ceiling.
Have you ever been bitten by a spider, and if so, how long did it take for the bites to heal? From what I understand, all spider bites are poisonous, but most are a very mild poison. It's the brown recluse, the hobo, and the black widow spiders that are dangerous. I leave them alone when they're outside, but if they come inside, it's all out war!
Wow, has it really been a month since my last entry? Sheesh. No biggie, I reckon, as I'm probably the only one who actually reads my blog. Sort of like talking to myself. *g*
Lots if new developments in my life since my last post, the most important being my recent diagnosis of endometrial cancer. I go in for a hysterectomy on December 6, and after that they'll be able to tell me what stage of cancer I have. It's a scary thing to be facing the Big C and not know how bad it is, or if I'll have to have chemo or radiation afterwards. I hate having to wait. But all my friends have rallied around me for a group hug, and I am feeling especially blessed by all the support I've been receiving. This is definitely a group disease. It doesn't just affect me. It affects my friends and family. It's nice to know that I don't have to make this walk alone. No matter what my future holds, I know my friends will be beside me, helping me walk that walk.
The Endless Remodel Job is still ongoing. The carpenter only works a few hours a week now, much to my frustration. The worst part is that I am constantly cold because of the heat escaping through flimsy plastic over doors and windows. As I sit at the computer, a frigid draft makes my face and hands very cold. Not fun. He assures me the laundry room will be done by the end of this month, but I don't know how that can happen when he only works a few hours a week. It's been 7 months since this project began, and we haven't even started on the kitchen, yet! The picture below shows what the laundry room currently looks like. Doesn't look like it will be done in 2 weeks, eh? *g*
The doors have now been installed, and the electrical wiring is almost done, but as you can see, the job is nowhere near completion.And of course, it's not yet insulated, so that's why the rest of the house is so cold.
I'm retired from freelance editing and living the good life. I love not working for a living! I live on a small farm in rural western Washington State where I reside with my dogs, cats, and horses. I have a warped sense of humor and I'm joyously silly most of the time.