The Traumatic Spider Incident
Being in a house full of testosterone I usually don't have problem finding someone to kill stuff for me. But while in the shower, innocently shaving my legs, I'm pretty much on my own. I could have yelled for the husband to come kill the Daddy Long Legs that shimmied down it's web strand at an alarming speed, but he was in bed and I would have never, ever heard the end of it or I would have given him a heart attack. Both options were ones I didn't want to live with. Plus it all happened so fast, the traumatic spider incident, that's what I'm calling it now.
I've always let Daddy Long Legs spiders live ever since I saw one star in Honey We Shrunk Ourselves. It saved the retarded parents that shrunk themselves, accidentally of course, by giving them a ride to safety. But when I have a razor in my hand, gently pressed upon my leg and out of the corner of my eye I see the star of Honey We Shrunk Ourselves shimmy down from the ceiling, obviously in attack mode, my first and only reaction is to KILL. It's a wonder I didn't have a heart attack myself. I didn't actually touch it, because it managed to reach the tub without landing on me. I would probably be in a padded cell right now if it had. I swished water on it and it circled the drain while I shaved my legs.
The husband shuffled into the bathroom and I told him of my horrific experience and the fact that I saved his life. "You know, it probably had about a million baby spiders and they're all gonna come after you tonight, take you to Spiderville and lay eggs in your brain."
So now I have that to worry about.
I've always let Daddy Long Legs spiders live ever since I saw one star in Honey We Shrunk Ourselves. It saved the retarded parents that shrunk themselves, accidentally of course, by giving them a ride to safety. But when I have a razor in my hand, gently pressed upon my leg and out of the corner of my eye I see the star of Honey We Shrunk Ourselves shimmy down from the ceiling, obviously in attack mode, my first and only reaction is to KILL. It's a wonder I didn't have a heart attack myself. I didn't actually touch it, because it managed to reach the tub without landing on me. I would probably be in a padded cell right now if it had. I swished water on it and it circled the drain while I shaved my legs.
The husband shuffled into the bathroom and I told him of my horrific experience and the fact that I saved his life. "You know, it probably had about a million baby spiders and they're all gonna come after you tonight, take you to Spiderville and lay eggs in your brain."
So now I have that to worry about.
13 comments:
You did the right thing. Spiders are second only to snakes on the sneakiness scale. I spent 3 days in the hospital, apparently closer to death than I realized, because one of those 8-legged killers bit me on the shin. I hope he got hair in his teeth when he did.
I would have pissed myself, but it would have been okay because I was in the shower.
I hope he was a loner!
this is why i sleep with my paws over my ears, so they cant get into my brain.
I hope you don't suffer from post-traumatic stress syndrome!
I usually let them be but Hubby killed a brown recluse trying to take a shower with him yesterday. YIKES!
Not to worry Sue, I can't remember the why's and wherefore's of it, but I do know that Daddy Long Legs aren't really a part of the Aracnid Society, in other words, they aren't spiders!
As for Reforms Brown Recluse, now them things are nasty! Silv got bit by one a couple of years ago which caused him to get shingles. The sores from the bites still aren't gone. For some reason the venom from the bite of a Brown Recluse has the potential to reactivate the Herpes Zoster virus that your body keeps in store after you've had the Chicken Pox, and makes it come back as Shingles. Not fun, not fun at all!
.......I'm still thinking about you and Candice in the shower.....
Jamie - I'm sure I'll sleep like a baby tonight, thanks.
Candice - I think I did pee a little.
Nooter - You are a smart dog.
ReformingGeek - I was a little post-traumatic stress syndromey, so I spent the day at the pool and I feel better now.
Skye - What the hell does a Brwon Recluse spider look like? And are they in Ohio?
And Beau - Snap out of it! Candice is probably old enough to be your mother.
Hahaha, if my mother was 2 years older than me, maybe. How old did you think I was woman?
A million baby spiders are no match for an aerosol can and a disposable lighter.
I got stung in the shower by a wasp; damn thing made me cry.
They're not that big and they are brown, you'll have to google them to see for yourself. As for where they are, I really couldn't say for sure. After all, according to those in the know, there aren't any in Manitoba, and yet here we are with Silv getting bit by one in his own home! If memory serves, they love wood piles, since Silv heats his home with wood, and since these spiders love to live in the wood he heats his home with, it only stands to reason that he managed to get at least one in his house. As it is, his doc and the e.r. doc who looked at him when the shingles came up, both agree that he must have been bitten by a Brown Recluse. Nothing else leaves bites like what he got, this is by no means to say that everyone who gets bitten by a Brown Recluse will end up having shingles. Just so you know!
So, I don't follow your blog; however, it was linked from one which I do read, through a series of links. The topic is so compelling (er, scarey) that I shall comment!
First, brown recluse spiders ARE very scarey. Avoid them!
Next, I seem to recall that 'Wolf spiders' are similar to the brown recluse type. That is a memory from camp, W A Y back when I was a child. The wolf spiders bite, and they have venom which can cause a reaction, similar to what other post-ers describe. That is, a bite mark, infection and itching. Ewww. I don't think the bite is fatal ... though if one of these spiders bites a child, please get them immediate medical care!!
And finally, Daddy Longleggers (sp) are not spiders. And, as I recall, they are harmless - true?
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