Ticked and Ivied

The other day I was on the north side of my house and trimming a bush I had missed. I couldn’t help but notice the overgrowth of things, which somehow I have avoided.

I did my trimming, removed some wild grapes that were growing, and yanked at an odd looking vine-like plant I had noticed before.

Apparently I got a tick and a bit of poison ivy.

I have never experienced poison ivy before; I had pretty much thought I might be immune. The tick freaks me out because in all my thirty years of living in this house, I have never seen or gotten a tick. Actually, I have never even had a tick at all.

On Thursday, I noticed that I had a strange tiny black spot on my leg. I thought I had a splinter. On Friday, it was a bit red and so on Friday evening I had MK check it out. She has removed many a tick and this was questionable. There was no head; whatever it was was totally embedded under the skin.

I ended up calling my doctor, she is out of town, but her doctor husband was taking calls. He felt that I should go to Urgent Care and probably be put on Doxycycline in a preventative way. I went and yes, they think I have a tick. The odd thing is that they don’t remove it!

I am going to have to don pants every time I work on the plants in between our house and the one north of us. I guess the heavy, rainy summer we have had has been a boon to ticks.

Luckily, the poison ivy, if that is what I have, is almost nothing and barely making me itch. Fun on the North Shore.

About Richard Koerner

Sixty something, father, papi, educator, organizer, Francophile, traveler, amateur photographer, gardener, cyclist, kayaker, calligrapher, cinephile, reader, and overall renaissance type human being.
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