I believe I was four. We were visiting my uncle at his home in TX.
There was a movie about deadly ants on tv that evening.
I had the choice of the sofa or floor. Being young and even dumber than currently, I chose the floor.
I woke in the middle of the night. Frightened of the dark, I slowly made my way to the bathroom.
When I lay down, there was a sharp, burning pain at the back of my neck. I screamed. Natural reaction was to grab my neck. The pain was now in my hand.
Somewhere about this time, my father picked me up. He assumed I had been/was having a nightmare, and he was laughing. The pain was in my other hand...the pain was gone.
I assume they could tell, when the lights went on, that I had actually suffered some physical trauma. That part, I don't remember. I do remember sleeping with my two older half-brothers after that. I was never happier to have big brothers in my entire life!
They later found and killed the scorpion.
I'm pretty sure that I've seen plenty of the male brown recluse, fwiw...
There was a movie about deadly ants on tv that evening.
I had the choice of the sofa or floor. Being young and even dumber than currently, I chose the floor.
I woke in the middle of the night. Frightened of the dark, I slowly made my way to the bathroom.
When I lay down, there was a sharp, burning pain at the back of my neck. I screamed. Natural reaction was to grab my neck. The pain was now in my hand.
Somewhere about this time, my father picked me up. He assumed I had been/was having a nightmare, and he was laughing. The pain was in my other hand...the pain was gone.
I assume they could tell, when the lights went on, that I had actually suffered some physical trauma. That part, I don't remember. I do remember sleeping with my two older half-brothers after that. I was never happier to have big brothers in my entire life!
They later found and killed the scorpion.
I'm pretty sure that I've seen plenty of the male brown recluse, fwiw...