posted on Mar, 23 2012 @ 11:50 PM
I'd like to share my spider story. Actually, a couple of stories. The first story, briefly, is that I was bitten around the eye by some kind of
spider when I was three or so, while I was sleeping, and the fact that the bite was in such a sensitive area meant that my eye (tissue around the eye)
swelled to the size of a baseball, and I went screaming to the emergency room, and was given an injection there (a corticosteroid?) that I still
remember 40 years later.
Second story: about ten years ago, I lived in Charlotte, NC and used to love to travel to Linville Gorge in the mountains, and climb to this lovely
place called The Chimneys, where you can see for miles into the gorge. One time, I arrived late and was too lazy (for some reason...) to climb all
the way to the top. I made the bad choice of camping solo in the loam among the trees. Overnight, I discovered I had chosen inadvertantly to camp in
the midst of a colony of these babies:
Carolina Wolf Spider, the largest Wolf Spider. There were hundreds. I had no light, and didn't feel like going to find the trail. They crawled over
me all night, big as mice, and suicided themselves in the embers of my fire, roasting like little pieces of bacon. Afterwards, I felt sorry for them.
Of course I couldn't sleep all night, with these things crawling over me; literally they were a swarm, and I could see actual lines of them heading
for me and the fire!
I didn't get a bite all night, of course, but it was still scary.
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