Just when we all thought I couldn't be more afraid of sp*ders... I get bit/stung/sucked on/whatever they do by one of the damn things, and swell up so bad it requires surgery, and a round of anti-biotics.
Good times.
My leg hurts, man.
Not to mention the emotional aspects for a severe arachnophobic, such as myself.
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the story of how it happened, and how it was treated, if you're curious )