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I got bit by a brown recluse several years ago. I spent the night at JJ's house and got up to go to my summer physics class. I had a little bump on my leg that looked like a mosquito bite but hurt instead of itched. I had on a skirt so I would check my thigh every once in awhile. The class was 3 hours long and by the end of it I was having trouble walking and the area had about 15 little bumps. I called JJ and we went to the quick care. Sitting in the waiting room I could feel where the next bump would emerge and we watched the area grow as the middle started hollowing out.
They put me on very strong steroids and antibiotics. When I went to the pharmacy, the pharmacist asked why I was put on such strong steroids. I said a spider bite and she looked baffled. I showed her my thigh and she was disgusted. The scar has faded, but it was a scary, painful, and gross experience.
I always shake shoes, clothes, and look under the sheets before climbing in bed. I'm not as scared as spiders as I was before the bite though. I fought one and won, but I really don't want anymore fights.
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