The dreaded fire ants have struck again! I'm sensitive to the venom in bees and wasps, and ants are basically non-striped, mostly wingless evil distant cousins of wasps. Some crept into my house last night, and bit one foot, and a few hours later attacked the other. I never saw them bite, only saw a trail of them coming under the door. The boy remains unscathed, apparently I have the juicier, most bugtastic blood. We commenced operation squish and stomp, with me reassuring the boy that we were acting in necessary self-defense, not wantonly murdering the ants (he's very into protecting animals). A few hours later, I had to frantically rip off my toe ring before my toe blew up, and my toes were all puffed up like over-cooked little hot dogs, on the verge of exploding. I slathered on Benadryl and popped a Benadryl pill, but nothing worked, and I spent the rest of the night repeatedly throwing up, poisoned by the venom, I think. Although we're currently living in a city in Guatemala, we're in the middle of the jungle, and nature likes to remind us of this fact. My feet are still super swollen, blistered as if they'd been burned, and unbearably itchy, I almost can't even walk on them.
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