I've pulled more than my share of those things in my lifetime. When I'd pull one of those jumbo suckers (pun intended) I'd hold it in the air and proudly proclaim "PRIZE WINNER".
I got bit twice last year by those nasty effers. Had to go to Urgent Care to get them removed, as they seemed to like to bite in places where you can't remove them yourself. Once on the back of my left shoulder, the other on the outside back of my left leg. Four day course of antibiotics both times.
I'm not looking forward to this tick season, although maybe they'll not be as prevalent this year as we had several days of subfreezing temps, with two overnights of -10. The cold weather supposedly kills the little rodents that ticks like inhabit as hosts.
Last year at camp, I shot a couple of chipmunks trying to keep the local population in check as they like to chew holes through to get inside. I picked up the second one to carry it about thirty yards to this big rock I like to put them on so that scavengers will find them. After I dropped the carcass on the rock, I looked at my hand and saw four ticks starting to make their way up to my wrist. None of them were evident when I picked up the dead animal.
Ticks make a nice little popping sound when you incinerate them with a lighter.
Neighbor lady won the lottery by getting the tick-borne virus that makes you allergic to red meat. She can now only eat poultry and fish, no beef or pork. Be careful out there if you like burgers, steaks and pork chops.
Now called Alpha-gal syndrome: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alpha-gal_syndrome My daughter in Arkansas picked it up, and now gets violently sick if she as much as tastes red meat. "Fins or feathers" is her meat diet now. She's very gracious about cooking all the beef and pork for the rest of the family though.
Well, there was this time I was tryin' to squirm down into the mud at the bottom of a rice paddy 'cause it didn't seem like a good idea to stick my head up above the dike...anyway, I was wearin' a pair of them-there defective jungle fatigue pants that were always havin' the crotch rip open. Havin' chosen to go commando I had nothin' to keep a leech from attachin' itself to my nekkid scrotum and by the time things settled down enough for me to stand up that li'l bastard was so full and slippery I couldn't grab him to pull him off. Bein' a FNG I wasn't sure I knew anybody well enough to ask 'em to approach that particular area of my body to help out, and the Medics were a tad busy. Imagine a guy, sittin' there in the mud tryin' to lift up his junk to see where to squirt some of the G.I. insect repellent on the sucker to make him drop off. And, yes, I damn near screamed like a girl when that shit got onto the bite areas.
That story was fun to visualize, IR. It reminded me of a guy I knew that got his scrotum caught in the zipper of his sleeping bag and had to walk into the clinic at Ahwahnee Village in Yosemite Valley carrying the bag in front of his naked crotch so as to get untangled by a female nurse. Talk about embarrassing.
Well, there was a guy on Okinawa who'd gone on sick call for VD so many times they threatened him with an Article 15 if'n it happened again. When he got a case of crabs, his home remedy was carbon tet on the affected area. We woke up hearin' him scream in rhe head, with cold water runnin' in the sink and him scoopin' it out on himself like a terrier goin' after a gopher. Come to think of it, I believe the ol' boy was from Tennessee.
Rocky Mountain Spotted Tick fever is not fun, I wouldn't recommend it. Just about killed my dumbass. Check yourself thoroughly after a walk in the woods.
Late last summer I found a tick embedded on my leg. I got it out intact but in a couple of days later the site was red and tender and I had a fever. Fucking Lyme disease. I hope I never get that shit again.
Starker here, my Mom, Aunt, son, friend & possibly me have gotten Lyme from ticks. My Aunt & Mom had severe reactions and therefore had treatment soon, 3 & 6 days. My son had it for six months before we figured it out. Convincing medical professionals proved to be difficult. He is still fighting it 5 years later. It seems the faster you get proper treatment the more fully you recover. My friend was treated after 5-6 years. He got some relief. He is now on chemo for advanced cancer. Recently, a tick latched on to him, started to feed, and died! Survival of the fittest, baby!
Had to be the chaperone for an evening "emergency" visit to the Troop Medical Clinic during annual training at Camp Ripley, MN in the '90s. Had Charge of Quarters desk duty when one of the mechanized infantry came in with a problem. Apparently something hadn't felt right when he was scratching his junk, and he managed to find a tick on the back of his sack. Didn't have my medic MOS at the point yet, so had to get the medic on call, who was female. Embarrassment on one side, and being pissed on the other at having to get up close and personal to pull the little sucker . I'd forgotten all about that until now, but this unearthed it, including the medic's name. She's probably in her early 60s now.
Last tick i had was dead center on the bottom of my nut sack, i managed to pull it off myself, but off all the places... And yeah found it when an itch didnt feel right for a day or so.
I have to pull Ticks off of my Horses every Day in the Spring, 5 or 6 on each. Have a little pair of Tweezers with tiny, Rake-like Teeth. Gets them by the Head and removes them Clean. I use them on Myself, too. The Vet doesn't think Horses are effected by Lyme Disease, and I've never seemed to have it either.
They seem to Climb as high as they can before Biting, I find most on their Heads and under their Manes. The Worst thing is finding a Tick just under a Horse's Tail - have to be Very Careful with the Tweezers, and Stand to one Side in case they Kick.
Reminds me of democrat politicians.
ReplyDeleteI would say most of them.
DeleteReminds me of my ex
DeleteFucking ticks!
ReplyDeleteAnd, as always, Fuck Joe Biden!
Lizzo?
ReplyDeleteI've pulled more than my share of those things in my lifetime. When I'd pull one of those jumbo suckers (pun intended) I'd hold it in the air and proudly proclaim "PRIZE WINNER".
ReplyDeleteI hate them things.
We have 4 dogs, rarely we will find a tick bigger than the above 2 day tick, west middle Tennessee.
ReplyDeleteBut the Feds just keep sucking and sucking. No end to their feeding off the American taxpayer.
ReplyDeleteI got bit twice last year by those nasty effers. Had to go to Urgent Care to get them removed, as they seemed to like to bite in places where you can't remove them yourself. Once on the back of my left shoulder, the other on the outside back of my left leg. Four day course of antibiotics both times.
ReplyDeleteI'm not looking forward to this tick season, although maybe they'll not be as prevalent this year as we had several days of subfreezing temps, with two overnights of -10. The cold weather supposedly kills the little rodents that ticks like inhabit as hosts.
Last year at camp, I shot a couple of chipmunks trying to keep the local population in check as they like to chew holes through to get inside. I picked up the second one to carry it about thirty yards to this big rock I like to put them on so that scavengers will find them. After I dropped the carcass on the rock, I looked at my hand and saw four ticks starting to make their way up to my wrist. None of them were evident when I picked up the dead animal.
Ticks make a nice little popping sound when you incinerate them with a lighter.
Nemo
My routine is to throw them into the fire in the wood stove. It's particularly satisfying.
DeleteThe one on the left is a male. Only female ticks (the two, center & right) engorge with blood
ReplyDeleteNeighbor lady won the lottery by getting the tick-borne virus that makes you allergic to red meat. She can now only eat poultry and fish, no beef or pork. Be careful out there if you like burgers, steaks and pork chops.
ReplyDeleteNow called Alpha-gal syndrome: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alpha-gal_syndrome
DeleteMy daughter in Arkansas picked it up, and now gets violently sick if she as much as tastes red meat. "Fins or feathers" is her meat diet now. She's very gracious about cooking all the beef and pork for the rest of the family though.
There are not many things that freak me out. Ticks are the only thing that can make me scream like a girl. I HATE those creepy crawly things.
ReplyDeleteWell, there was this time I was tryin' to squirm down into the mud at the bottom of a rice paddy 'cause it didn't seem like a good idea to stick my head up above the dike...anyway, I was wearin' a pair of them-there defective jungle fatigue pants that were always havin' the crotch rip open. Havin' chosen to go commando I had nothin' to keep a leech from attachin' itself to my nekkid scrotum and by the time things settled down enough for me to stand up that li'l bastard was so full and slippery I couldn't grab him to pull him off. Bein' a FNG I wasn't sure I knew anybody well enough to ask 'em to approach that particular area of my body to help out, and the Medics were a tad busy. Imagine a guy, sittin' there in the mud tryin' to lift up his junk to see where to squirt some of the G.I. insect repellent on the sucker to make him drop off. And, yes, I damn near screamed like a girl when that shit got onto the bite areas.
DeleteThat story was fun to visualize, IR. It reminded me of a guy I knew that got his scrotum caught in the zipper of his sleeping bag and had to walk into the clinic at Ahwahnee Village in Yosemite Valley carrying the bag in front of his naked crotch so as to get untangled by a female nurse. Talk about embarrassing.
DeleteWell, there was a guy on Okinawa who'd gone on sick call for VD so many times they threatened him with an Article 15 if'n it happened again. When he got a case of crabs, his home remedy was carbon tet on the affected area. We woke up hearin' him scream in rhe head, with cold water runnin' in the sink and him scoopin' it out on himself like a terrier goin' after a gopher.
DeleteCome to think of it, I believe the ol' boy was from Tennessee.
Rocky Mountain Spotted Tick fever is not fun, I wouldn't recommend it. Just about killed my dumbass. Check yourself thoroughly after a walk in the woods.
ReplyDeleteLate last summer I found a tick embedded on my leg. I got it out intact but in a couple of days later the site was red and tender and I had a fever. Fucking Lyme disease. I hope I never get that shit again.
ReplyDeleteStarker here,
ReplyDeletemy Mom, Aunt, son, friend & possibly me have gotten Lyme from ticks. My Aunt & Mom had severe reactions and therefore had treatment soon, 3 & 6 days. My son had it for six months before we figured it out. Convincing medical professionals proved to be difficult. He is still fighting it 5 years later. It seems the faster you get proper treatment the more fully you recover.
My friend was treated after 5-6 years. He got some relief. He is now on chemo for advanced cancer. Recently, a tick latched on to him, started to feed, and died!
Survival of the fittest, baby!
Don't fret. they've got a vaccine for 'ya! https://www.ksby.com/lyme-disease-vaccine-could-be-on-the-horizon
ReplyDeleteWhat are the sizes of those ticks. Are they in inches or are they smaller than inches?
ReplyDeleteHeltau
Those fat ones can't be beat with some butter and garlic.
ReplyDeleteHa! That made me Snort.
DeleteWhoever made the picture should have spelled out "Federal Government". Some people might get confused and think it how long they were feeding.
ReplyDeleteAround here the ticks don't crawl up your leg, they walk up, unzip your pants and fondle you first to see if you're tender enough for them.
ReplyDeleteHTR
Had to be the chaperone for an evening "emergency" visit to the Troop Medical Clinic during annual training at Camp Ripley, MN in the '90s. Had Charge of Quarters desk duty when one of the mechanized infantry came in with a problem. Apparently something hadn't felt right when he was scratching his junk, and he managed to find a tick on the back of his sack. Didn't have my medic MOS at the point yet, so had to get the medic on call, who was female. Embarrassment on one side, and being pissed on the other at having to get up close and personal to pull the little sucker . I'd forgotten all about that until now, but this unearthed it, including the medic's name. She's probably in her early 60s now.
ReplyDeleteLast tick i had was dead center on the bottom of my nut sack, i managed to pull it off myself, but off all the places... And yeah found it when an itch didnt feel right for a day or so.
ReplyDeleteI have to pull Ticks off of my Horses every Day in the Spring, 5 or 6 on each. Have a little pair of Tweezers with tiny, Rake-like Teeth. Gets them by the Head and removes them Clean. I use them on Myself, too. The Vet doesn't think Horses are effected by Lyme Disease, and I've never seemed to have it either.
ReplyDeleteThey seem to Climb as high as they can before Biting, I find most on their Heads and under their Manes. The Worst thing is finding a Tick just under a Horse's Tail - have to be Very Careful with the Tweezers, and Stand to one Side in case they Kick.