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When Spiders Attack In The Dark

Something weird happened the other day when the weather was nice.  We spent a lot of time outside, on trails and parks around our town.  It was SO NICE to be outside – I got a nice sunburn on my neck and shoulders, but it was still such a change in weather, I didn’t mind.

Then the weird thing.  I noticed a bump on the back of my neck by my hairline – and associated irritation to the side of my neck.  My first thought:  Spider bite.  But Greg couldn’t really see anything, redness or welt – so I began to think it was my imagination.  The next day the lymph node on that side of my neck felt larger, like something draining into it – so at least I didn’t think I was crazy anymore.  It was definitely some kind of insect bite.

Tick attached behind ear. Note swollen lymph n...

Tick attached behind ear. Note swollen lymph node on neck below. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I began to google “spider bite” And was amazed at the things I was reading. Some people got bites while walking around outside – some while sleeping IN BED. I asked Greg how this could happen while I slept – I mean – where did they come from?  How did they get in?  It messed with me – got all mingled up in my thoughts, all the while still feeling the swollen neck.

Last night Greg worked late and we were finally settled in when all of a sudden I opened my eyes and looked above my head, only to discover a SPIDER WEB shining in the moonlight directly above my head.  The web string had not one but two little spiders hanging on the end of it.

FINALLY I have an answer, I thought – and said out loud to Greg, “there’s a spider web above my head with two spiders!”  He said nothing.  So I said it again, “Greg – are you hearing me?  I said – THERE’S A WEB ABOVE MY HEAD WITH SPIDERS ON IT!”  Still nothing.  “Greg – are you dumb?  Can you hear me?  I’m going to turn the light on now – get ready to GET THEM!”

I jumped up and turned on the light.  Greg was sleepy and somewhat reluctant to help me in my distress – but he did make a generous arm gesture – sweeping the area above where I was sleeping.  I couldn’t believe that was all he was going to do – I mean, if you knock down the web string – won’t the little spiders then crawl all over the bed and more to the point – my PILLOW?  We looked everywhere for the web and the spiders which had now disappeared – and Greg quizzed me, “you said there were two spiders? You know that’s pretty much impossible, right?”  Hmmmm.  He didn’t believe me – but I knew what I had seen.

We finished our search – looked above our heads, at the ceiling – nothing.  So I finally turned off the light and crawled back in bed.  With the light out again – I tried to see the spot where I had first seen the spiders dangle down in front of me.  It was pitch black in our room – no moonlight at all.  It was then that I realized I must have dreamt it.  There was no way I could have seen a spider web in the dark.

By this time I was quite flabbergasted.  I mean – it was so real!  How would I wake up that fast and say what I did to Greg?  It seemed impossible to me – and yet I could not explain the total darkness.  The whole thing became HILARIOUS to us.  The yelling at Greg to “DO SOMETHING” – the sweeping his arm over the place where I was sleeping – all of it!  Then Greg said, “maybe they were coming back to finish the job”  We must have laughed for a good half hour after that.

Hopefully NOT!!

Needless to say – there are NO spiders in our bed – real or imagined.  And my bite will continue to be somewhat of a mystery.  At least for now 🙂

 

God Bless

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