The spider bite

Ok this is the third time this has happened to me – twice since I’ve married Jim. But I got bitten by some nasty spider. I really don’t know if it was a wolf spider, brown spider or what. Needless to say – it looks gross. After my shower this morning, Andrea noticed it on my arm. I’ve had this bite for three days now and it was definitely getting much worse. So instead of going to the zoo, we decided it was best to see if I could get in to see a doctor. I called my primary care doctor and was lectured – one for not knowing who my doctor was (I haven’t been there in over 2.5 years) and two for not calling at the right time for an emergency (I was informed that emergencies are called in by 8am – it was about 10am). So I quickly decided that I was done with them and went to urgent care. Yea. So off we went – baby, Andrea and me. We were in and out really fast – very nice. And yes it was a spider bite. They gave me Bactrim pills and ointment. Lovely.