I actually got motivated to leave Friendship yesterday. After naptime I got everyone loaded up and we headed to my dad's. I did make a pitstop along the way - stopped in to see my grandmother who hasn't seen the kids in months. We also got to see my cousin, her significant other, and their brand new baby. Carson is a little over a week old and already weighs 1/2 as much as my 2!
Then we stopped at Dad's for a nice visit, to pick up a crib, and to eat some lunch.
What I didn't realize was that I was bringing something extra along for the ride - a lovely little yellow jacket (as in the flying kind...not the wearing kind). And apparently it did not want to go to Friendship considering it stung me twice on the back. While driving I felt a burning and stinging sensation. I pulled over and started shaking and pulling at my shirt. As I'm doing this my dad drives by on his way to work. He helps me find the wasp and takes care of it for me courtesy of his heavy workboot. Thanks for saving me dad!
So in the 10 days I've been living here I've been bit by a cat, gone to the ER, and been stung twice in one sitting. I'm a little afraid of what comes next. The cause of the wounds keeps getting smaller so I figure I'd better be on the lookout for ticks...
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