This morning after my bath, I realized there was an itchy spot on my left shoulder that I could only reach with my fingertips. I turned my back toward the mirror, got my head as far around as it would go (picture that gal in "The Exorcist"), and realized I had a tick back there. All around his new feeding place was a swollen, red circle.
Cliff gets home at 1 AM, and sleeps until 8 AM or so. I leave for work before 5:30. I figured this was enough of an emergency to wake him, so I shook him lightly, got a mumbled response, and told him my problem.
It wasn't easy for him, but he got himself enough awake to see the tick through squinting eyes, and removed the pest.
"Thanks," I said.
"Any time you want to come in here naked, I'm more than willing," was his answer. Men and their one-track minds. Geesh.
I was telling the ladies about this, at break, and one of my friends said, "If you put baby oil over the tick, he'll turn loose because he can't breathe."
I thought it strange I'd never read about this remedy on the Internet, but one never knows.
This evening I felt a strange itch on the OTHER shoulder, back so far I could barely feel what it was with one fingertip. Sure enough... another tick. I can't even turn my head far enough to see this one in the mirror.
Baby oil, eh? OK, I'll try it. Plus, I got some Sevin dust back there to stick to the oil. I know you're laughing but hey, I use Sevin on my dog. It's good stuff!
That was all an hour ago. The tick is still there, and evidently will be until 1 AM, when Cliff gets home. It's a good thing I'm a hillbilly, and not very squeamish.
update at 7:30 The tick is gone! I don't know where, but evidently he did NOT like Sevin dust.