So this is what i did.
I am FOREVER on Sams case about wearing shoes in the garden, front yard etc etc....i am like a scratched record...Sam put your shoes on, put your hat on, come and get some suncreen on...yadda yadda yadda...thats most mums but isnt it....
ANYHOO so im on the phone late yesterday chattin to my sis....i walk outside chattin away and head to the garden and start weeding (why cant i just sit still when im on the phone) as im talking...next thing... "AHHHH (insert swear word here)...something just bit me " My sis laughs ....THANKS SIS....i say I gotta go and race inside.
"Shane something bit me, get me something to put on it"
So good ole hubby grabs ice cubes..???? umm darl they will melt everywhere, can you get me something else???? Picture me hopping around going OWWWWW and shrieking this at him. So he heads back to the freezer and im yelling "Get the frozen veges we use for the dogs!!!!!"
And he did....
Ahhh they felt soooo good.
By this point my whole foot is throbbing and actually burning a little..im thinking great a spider got me, a funnel web, a redback, oooh not good....im gonna start having convulsions,foaming from the mouth, my legs gonna fall off....all sorts of nasty thoughts filling my head. I cant see a bite mark but. So i figure that theorys maybe out the window.Maybe.....
Then Dad comes in "whatd you do?"
"Something bit my foot"
he suggests i should wear shoes next time
Thanks dad, thats great advice....
So ive got my aching foot propped up on a pillow with the frozen veges...i ring my mummy for support:
Me: Mummy something bit me on the foot
Mum : When?
Me: About 45 minutes ago, i was outside in the garden.
Mum: Well look at it this way, if it was a Funnel Web Spider you'd be dead by now.
(Subtle as a sledge hammer my mother)
I tell you, the emotional support is very strong in this family...
After hours of severe ouchies i was still alive, with all limbs in tact.
I have come to the conclusion that it may have been just an ant,,,boy those things can really pack a punch if it was.....
Now i just hope that the little bugger got a really bad headache from my size 9 foot stepping on him ! That'll teach him (or kill him even) !
Today: said foot is just fine. May go treat her to an exfoliating scrub and then some toenail polish and pretty her up after her most harrowing ordeal. LOL.
And to my oh so concerned family...thanks guys...i think next time im injured i'll just go straight to the MANSON FAMILY.
HA HA HA
Luv Shann xxoo