Not just any bug bite...
So it’s the first night of our road trip. Liz and I have safely made it to Kirksville,
reunited with Rachel, spent some quality time with her parents, and gotten to
know her adorable puppy. We’re all just
about ready for bed, and sleepy time preparations are being made.
Liz got this bug bite a few weeks ago when we were still in
Guatemala that had been giving her some grief.
She’d even gone in to see a doc about it, because it just wasn’t going
away. She’d been given some antibiotics,
just in case, and they told her to put a warm compress on it a few times a
day. So before bed, Liz was lying in the
room with a warm cloth pressed to the bite.
She asked me to take the band aid off of it to see how it was
doing. (Check if the swelling had gone
down, etc.)
I pulled off the band aid, and sticking almost a quarter
inch out of her skin was this little white…thing. It looked like the oil build-up that forms a
blackhead on your face. We gaped at it
and took a picture to send to Mom for her input. I tried to pull it out, but it seemed to be
connected to a bigger mass below the surface, and it hurt Liz to try to pull it
out.
As the three of us were discussing this oddity (amid
comments like, “Just tug on it. Should
we clip it off? Just leave it, I guess.”),
Liz reached around and pulled on it herself.
“Oh my god, it’s a bug!”
Rachel squealed, as a look of mild horror crossed Liz’s face and she
laid the worm-like bug on a t-shirt next to her, and we squished our faces in
close and poked at it. There was an
awful lot of giggling and grossed out squealing, but Liz was remarkably
calm. Even though it was now after 11pm,
we called Rachel’s dad (who is an ER doctor) to ask him if there was anything
else we should do for the night, or what the possibility was that there were
more of them inside.
As Rachel described the teardrop shaped thing, her dad
immediately replied with, “It’s a botfly.”
And a quick google search will show you that that’s exactly
what it was. Botfly larva, in one of the
earliest stages (thank goodness!).
We named it Ted. And
we saved it in a plastic bag for further observation. And we shivered with the heebie jeebies.
Apparently botfly larva is transported on other bugs, and
when those bugs bite humans, the larva is activated or whatever and starts
growing inside flesh. GROSS. I’ll save us all the rest of the “ew’s” and
stop there.
Hopefully Ted is the grossest thing we encounter on this
road trip. And on the plus side—it could
have been worse. Apparently it’s not
recommended to try to pull botflies out, because they can rupture. So one point goes to Ted for staying in one
piece and not spewing pus all over Liz’s insides.
Tomorrow we leave Missouri bound for Arizona. Only time will tell what exotic creatures Liz
will bring back from those travels. ;)
I intentionally did not include pictures on this post. You all are very welcome.
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