So, a few weeks ago I was working in the garage and I grabbed some globes and starting doing some work. About a minute later I feel a bite on my hand and it hurts. I take off the glove and see nothing. Apparently, there was something there because my hand started to swell up. After a few hours I didn’t feel pain anymore.
Yesterday I am working out back and find some old gloves and so I put them on the ground and I stomp on them to make sure there is nothing inside. About 2 minutes later I feel pain like I never imagined. It was like someone took a needle and ran it all the way down my finger into my arm. I take off the gloves again, and don’t see anything but then I notice the remnants of a black widow nest on the back of the glove. Now I am panicking, my finger is starting to swell up and so I wash it (and of course it was the middle finger) with a garden hose. Again, the pain was unimaginable. I read up and decided, I would be ok, however I did feel wiped out. That night in the middle of the night, I woke up to this pain in my stomach and my knees. I wish I had something funny to say, but I don’t. Ouch.
I want to say farewell to wonderful customer, who passed away on Saturday. He worked with special needs adults and was just a good person. He went by the nick name Scottie.
Good bye, old friend.