| While living in Tucson affords us a beautiful view of the surrounding mountain ranges, there are some drawbacks to living in the Sonoran desert. Recently, my husband Wayne was introduced to the well known but not normally seen, scorpion. Standing in the kitchen, reliving that great hit by Diamondback Steve Finley in the 9th inning against the San Diego Padres, (an "in-the-park" grand slam), he suddenly howled in agony. It seems that this creature (pictured after I killed it) had gotten ahold of his foot. |
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| Since I am the strong, in-control one of the family, my beloved looked at me from pain-filled eyes and pleaded, "Please, Honey, find whatever it was and kill it!" So I did whatever a strong, in-control person would do. I jumped up on my chair and screamed, "Are you NUTS??" After talking me down from my perch, my incredibly rational husband then proceeded to tell me what to do in order capture and kill his would-be assasin. Naturally, I listened to none of that and in turn, sprayed it with Lysol Kitchen Cleaner. (Not just for cleaning floors anymore!) When our intruder was thoroughly soaked and sedated, hubby handed me a clear container and I scooped it up and suffocated it. We called a family friend (thanks Debbie!) knowledgeable in the ways of the medical field and sought advice on how to treat the wound. After some Motrin and an ice pack, hubby was good to go. I, however, was looking for some kind of pill that might calm my blown nerves. We got lucky. Scorpion stings can be deadly to those who are allergic to them. (Good rule of thumb, if you're allergic to bees, it's highly likely a scorpion sting could cause the same reaction.) Since there is a plethera of information about scorpions on the internet, it might be a good idea to do a google.com search on scorpions and learn where they hide, what their feeding habits are and some basic first aid in case you or someone you love gets stung by one of these mean little arachnids. |
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| This Thing Will Hurt Ya |
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