Sunday, May 15, 2011
It almost happened...
(sorry about this break from my move story) but one of my fears in life almost came true. I being semi-normal am not looking forward to suddenly dying. There are many things wrong with dying but my deep fear associated with dying is not dying naked. That would be horrible! I had a friend whose husband fell out of the shower dead from a sudden heart attack. Horrible but especially so because he was not dressed! So, last Tuesday I did stuff around the house rather than take my morning shower so my morning shower became my afternoon shower and by that time Robin had left to run some errands. So, I enjoyed my hot shower in our just-a-bit-better-than-an-
outhouse bathroom listening to country music which is the only station we get in there. I got out of the shower, grabbed my smaller towel for my hair and made the usual turban with it. Then I grabbed my nice newish large sheet towel off the rack and went to wrap it around me when something poked me on my left forearm. It hurt so bad! I dropped the towel and saw the brownish curved tail and knew.....scorpion!! Ughhhh.... Here I might really and truly die naked. No this must not happen! So I leaped over the fallen towel to where my clothes were and shook them out and quickly dressed making the decision that at least I would be dressed even though I might be found dead but dressed with dry skin since I did not know if I had time to moisturize or not. Then I leaped back over the towel out the door to call Robin and tell him what had happened and that he should come home. I thought about rather or not I should use my epi-pen but the puncture site did not look especially red or terrible, it just hurt a lot. By the time Rob came home with the benydral he found me doing okay with an ice "piggy" that stays in our freezer waiting to cool down booboos. The only really odd thing was that my hands and feet felt tingly, as if they had fallen asleep and by the end of the evening the tip of my tongue felt numb. I did research it on the internet and my symptoms were in the normal range. Yesterday my hands and feet still felt numb until the evening then everything felt normal except the area around the puncture. Today the area is red and swollen and hurts to the touch. It itches too. The problem is....I did not kill the scorpion!! In my haste to dress and call Robin I did not try to kill it. I thought it would wait for Robin to come home and end his miserable life. I was wrong. The scorpion was no where to be found. On the plus side I am alive and clothed. I also do not take going to the bathroom casually...we have obtained a black light to help find the critter.....hope we do very soon.