Ticks are not my favorite topic. Ewwwww! But some things simply must be told.
On April 29th I noticed a funny little thing clinging to my arm, about the size and color of a grain of wild rice.
Once the mysterious bug was removed, I still didn’t think much of it, except the bite area immediately began to itch and swell! “Hmmm,” I thought, “Probably nothing to worry about. It’s in a tender spot.”
Lyme Disease has been increasing around Virginia. My own niece has been suffering from its devastating effects now for four long years, so I suppose this has made me acutely “bug aware.”
And even though the bug that bit me didn’t look much like a tick, I saved it on a damp white napkin in an airless plastic bag, in a hidden part of the refrigerator. I also labeled it with the date and…
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