You're Dead To Me

Careful. The next pictures on this post are G-R-O-S-S! 2 weeks ago, I was bitten by a spider apparently. I'm thinking one of those little brown recluse's because I didn't feel it. What started out as little blisters has grown into something completely and utterly disgusting that makes mothers pull their children closer and cashiers dash for the antibacterial soap.

I was sent to a hand specialist last Wednesday who tested me for staph and all sorts of other fine things. He put me on some pretty stiff antibiotics. Things are improving but very slowly and I'd really like to bend my index finger but I just can't do it yet.

Here's what it looked like before the hand specialist. That knuckle just ain't normal. If you'd like a closer look, click on the image.





Here's after...



And here's today...



I've never really had an issue with spiders. I've let them live their lives. I even let a banana spider hang out on my window for a week or 2 this summer. But that's all changed now. You're dead to me, spiders. Literally.