Letting Life Lead
Yes, yes I have.
After the April two or three virus pass along in our house (we are still in debate as to which virus originated from whom), Spring suddenly sprung and the weather grew warm and green things began to grow.
Then we went outside, and it was dancing bluebirds and singling flowers.
Then we were viciously attacked by swarms of gnats/midges with in which some biting flies were hiding. Normally, the main complaint I have is mosquitoes. They love my blood more than they like anyone else, though my son also seems to be particularly tasty to them and my daughter does get her fair share. The biting bitches only seem to bother my husband when the planets are aligned with the moon just so. I’ve never had an issue before with these little scourges.
These fly bites make my bout with swollen, hard mosquito welts seem like a cake walk. My first bite on my ankle not only itched like crazy, but it was in a spot that ached like a bruise and made my ankle swell up like a balloon. I couldn’t walk right for two days because of the pain! The third day it was still tender and bruised. I’m on day five or six and there is still evidence of the origin of the bite in the form of a bite blister.
I thought this might be a fluke, but today I have a new one on the outside of my foot that has swollen to the size of a half dollar, and one on the inside of my upper right arm that has taken up a tea saucer amount of real estate.
I weep for me.
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