So... what is this scary picture all about?? It's about being stung by a nasty scorpion, not ONCE, but TWICE!
I live in Kansas for the last 5 years. We moved here from Oklahoma where my husband's family is located. I myself am from Texas, but that has nothing to do with my story...
My husband, Michael, he has a very close knit family. Every year they have a little ritual that the first Saturday after the 4th of July, everybody meets at the "shale pit" in O'Keene, Oklahoma. "Shale" does not mean "Shell"...but "shale is a type of material from the red dirt of Oklahoma that the government buys to build their roads, leaving a huge crater in the middle of nowhere Oklahoma, this is why it's dubbed the "shale pit". So my family owns a large hole in the ground that truly looks like an alien spaceship has landed there!
Michael's Uncle, is a very popular person in the large, robust town of 1200 people. Due to his large and grand personality, everybody goes to Uncle and sales him all unused fireworks from wherever they obtained them, or whatever vendors who sale them. Uncle gathers the family and brings us together for celebration of family, (just a big fancy term for his idea of a backwoods fireworks show) Which is also grand like Uncle.
We set off on our adventures to Oklahoma with only a few provisions in hand. Lawn chairs, water and bug spray. LOTS OF SPRAY! Every year this plan has worked but this year was "special". This year, I, Melissa Nightingale, was introduced to a scorpion. The introductions went something like this:
OUCH! WTF?? OMG!!! (me screaming, running, batting my arms around slapping like a cheerleader at an Oklahoma State football game! (go Pokes)!
Grandma: (in sweet, calm, quite 80 year old grandma voice) Honey, everything alright round there? (imagine that sweet southern accent that is slow, unnerved by the site of a grown woman thrashing and throwing herself up and down like a rotating wheat thrasher.
Me: WTF! OMG! Get it off me! OUCHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Grandma: I don't see anything
ME: (in much louder voice) GRANDMA something bit the shi% out of me!
Grandma: Honey, just sit down and stop being excited about the fireworks.
ME...angry and upset that I just got bit by a dangerous creature and only witness was Grandma, who can't hear, see or even stand up to alert people that I needed help!
Eventually the "help" was found. Ice, an onion cut in half and held onto site of bite (NO CLUE WHY) and people hushing me and reminding me that I'm from the south and should be "used to it" by now...say what??
Hubby shows up, he sees my leg, he goes into panic (finally some HELP), he gets me benadryl, water, large ice pack, chair to elevate my leg on and he does the very best thing ever...looks under the lawn chair and finds that freaky, flesh eating scorpion. Goodbye scorpion...have a nice life in your next one...squash!
So I'm not able to walk at the moment...sadness. I just started my new walking routine a few weeks ago with my new fitbit.
But I decided today that even though this ill spirited scorpion ruined my weekend, that I wouldn't be so hard on myself for not getting online, journaling my food or even walking. I decided to share this special experience with my community of spark friends.