Little Miss Muffit…..


Actually I didn’t know to be frightened away by the spider like Miss Muffit.  I didn’t even know there was a spider out there I should be frightened of.  I always figured I could out run them or squish them and I certainly have size over them so what’s there to be frightened of?


About ten days ago on a hot but beautiful Sunday Jen and I went for a nice long bike ride to Carter Lake. It was a great way to spend a Sunday and although the heat was tough we were out there early enough that we were home before it was oppressive.  Somewhere along that route through Hygiene and beyond I was nibbled upon.  No, more accurately I was cannibalized.  Chewed up and gnawed upon. Skewered, sautéed, fricasseed, tenderized and deep fried.  Whatever or whomever decided to take a chunk from my cheek certainly brought fast food to a whole new level.  Now back east along the northern beaches a voracious critter known as the Green Head descends upon innocent beach dwellers every summer.  Their bite is enough to keep you swaddled in towels and long sleeves for the season.  But their season is short lived.  Chiggers, horse flies, cattle flies all leave, or take, depending on how you want to look at it, their mark in the form of a huge red welt complete with a missing piece of flesh.  And after the squalor of Nepal and the infectious malaria laden mosquitoes in Tanzania I figure I’m a pretty hardy soul by now.


Not anymore.


Last weekend I attended a wedding and a gentleman came up to me at the reception and said, “I don’t want to scare you but you need to go to the hospital…now!”  You have got to be kidding- it’s a bug bite. It’s just particularly obvious on my cheek.  No, he was emphatic. I really needed medical attention because I had been bitten by a spider. Not just any spider, a Brown Recluse spider.  He was so knowledgeable because he had suffered a similar fate and had the scar on the side of his nose to prove it.  Now his wife joined in and offered to escort me to the nearest emergency room.  I graciously declined as I was happily downing my second Long Island Ice Tea (don’t let the name fool you) and planning to partake in a third.  It was a very hot day.  By Monday morning I knew this was no ordinary bug bite and by now sufficiently partied out I headed for the doctor.  Kind of wish I still had some of the Long Island Ice Tea in my system as the next twelve hours were pretty horrendous.  Blood work, tetanus shot, antibiotics and a visit to a plastic surgeon who wanted to do something far too frightening to recount.  I was wishing the spider had taken the chunk out of another cheek on the lower half of my body as I would have happily relinquished a portion to the doctor.  A second opinion finally calmed me down a bit but still necessitates constant medical attention and frequent trips into Boston to be checked.  Suddenly people are coming out of the woodwork who have also been bitten by this frightening beast.  One physician told me I would have been better off bitten by a tarantula as their venom is not as toxic.  Boy did I feel better knowing that.


I can now claim a new title.  I am arachnophobic.  Totally.  I stopped by a friend’s house and became a blithering idiot pointing and screaming at what turned out to be dog hair on his kitchen floor.  The bite is slowly healing and in time may go away completely.  My hope?  The spider in biting me contracted MS and is now hobbling around on seven legs and dragging the eighth.  Now that would be justice!


Climb On!




2 Responses to “Little Miss Muffit…..”

  1. 1 Katie Harrison August 14, 2008 at 11:09 am

    Oh, my God, what an inspiration you are to me. I met you last night at the San Angelo Suppot Group. I’m Katie Harrison and I’m inspired like I haven’t been in years. I haven’t met ANYONE with MS that has your attitude. I AM THE ONE that has tried to be the support team, the inspiration, the motivator. I am awed by your climbs, the depths of your soul, the intensity with which you feel life. I have some questions: how do you handle your fatigue? Do you have spasms in your legs? On your on very much medicine? Do you get a lot of rest? I applaud you and am thankful you have entered my life. With the MS symptoms going on 25 years now, I want to start crawling, start walking, start running!!! Most of all I want to dance again. Thanks for all you have given me. Katie Harrison, fellow MSer wanting to Climb On!!!

  2. 2 em biever August 29, 2008 at 4:01 am

    Wendy!!! I miss you tons! Can’t wait to see you again. I have to say, this particular blog…holy crap!! Crazy story, and so awesomely written!! You have such a great writing style, and I totally love your sense of humor. You so need to write a book, my friend…it would be off the charts…
    Biggest Hugs, and Heaps of Love…

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About Wendy Booker

In June of 1998, this 55 year old mother of three was diagnosed with relapsing-remitting MS after experiencing balance problems, blurred vision and numbness on her left side. When first diagnosed, Wendy was devastated. But it took very little time for her to transform anguish into inspiration. She immediately turned her hobby of casual running into a continuous pursuit and has now completed nine marathons.

Mountain climbing became the next conquest. Wendy learned about a team of mountain climbers with Multiple Sclerosis who were attempting to climb Mt. McKinley (Denali) in Alaska. With no previous climbing experience, she dedicated a year to hard training and set off with them in 2002. Although weather conditions prohibited the team from completing, Wendy attempted the summit again in 2004 on her own and she succeeded!

The feeling of accomplishment she experienced propelled her next aspiration: to climb the highest mountain on each continent. Just five years later, Wendy Booker has successfully reached the top of six of The Seven Summits – Mt. Kilimanjaro, Mt. McKinley, Mt. Elbrus, Mt. Aconcagua, Mt. Vinson Massif and Mt. Kosciuszko. Mt. Everest, the highest mountain on earth, still awaits for 2010.


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