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Not laughing, crying.

By hissychick | June 3, 2008

First there was A’s ear infection. Then HFM for E and me. This was followed by another week of shocking sleep as E and I developed post lurgy snotty head colds.

I’ve just returned from the doctor as I have the beginnings of another bout of mastitis. Now A is complaining that her ear is starting to hurt again. Worst of all there is another huntsman spider in the house and if I haven’t told you how scared I am of those fuckers then you know now.

Mr hissychick won’t be home until after ten tonight.

I quit.

ETA: I just killed it by smashing it into the kitchen ceiling with a broom and then dustbusting its flattened remains. Am still trembling.  Hope the kids aren’t too traumatised by the sight of their mother screaming Die! Die! over and over, tears streaming down my face and almost damaging the plasterwork with the sheer force of my blows.  Did somebody say phobia?

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4 Responses to “Not laughing, crying.”

  1. Yes, those 8-legged f*ckers can be scary. I was once driving on a highway back into Adelaide when one of them fat ones crawled out from my a/c vent on the dashboard! I couldn’t do anything except scream at my ex, who was screaming back at me and at it. It prob knew it was outnumbered by the multi-scream, and crawled back into the vent.

    When we got home, ex went into the house not coming out till I got rid of it. I tried “smoking it out of its hole” with the Mortein. Talk about cat and mouse, or JLow and huntsman; Mortein-covered areas included the whole dashboard, parts of the upholstery, floor mat, door, outside door, tyre, where it hid wedged between it and the floor.

    That was my cue. I let the park brake go (it was a manual car), and rolled the car forward. It was the most relieving crunch you’d ever hear, but cruel though- it didn’t make me feel all that good.

    I reckon it got into my car when I parked under a gum tree in the Adelaide hills. It was the longest drive back.

    You kids get well soon. I feel for ToddlerDaddy…

    JLow’s last blog post..Punishment for poor exam results

    Posted by: JLow on June 3rd, 2008 at 1:36 pm

  2. Oh yuck, I absolutely share your phobia of huge-ass spiders and I’m a member of the whack & screech brigade with you. You ever read my entry about the MONSTROUS huntsmans we had at our previous property…ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh! My poor son watching the theatrics I put on when confronted with one of those things!

    Sorry to hear how stressed & sick you are. Get better soon - Mastitis is a revolting thing.

    Quick tip - get yourself on Lecithin x 3 capsules a day ASAP to help prevent another bout of Mastitis and assist with the current. It really helps! (And a quick Google search will reassure you I’m not crazy.)

    I’ve been taking Lecithin since A was born and never had Mastitis or even a blocked duct.

    Thinking of you today as you battle through.

    xx Averil

    Posted by: Averil on June 4th, 2008 at 3:39 am

  3. JLow, your story had me laughing so hard that tears were yet again pouring down my face. Spiders in the car are the absolute worst…as I shall reveal in my next arachnophobia inspired post. Not sure I am ready to write that one up yet.

    Averil…just went back and reread your post…and my skin crawled. I too hate showing the kids how frightened I am of spiders, and I am worse, in that I actually hyperventilate. Luckily A just tells me that I am silly. And occasionally, wicked glint in eye, tells me that she thinks she has a spider in her room. CHeeky little monkey.

    Posted by: hissychick on June 4th, 2008 at 10:00 am

  4. Oh Hissy- that was too good!

    3 sad spidey stories for you!

    My brother had a friend who is so scared of spiders he shot a Daddy Long legs with his shotgun- blew the corner right out of the ceiling. No one knows if the spider survived.

    DH and I driving in the car one day had a huntsman crawl across the dash. He stopped the car and we both jumped out - pity it was in the middle of the freeway. Someone else stopped to help (thinking we had broken down) and had to kill it and remove it for us.

    Last time there was an itty bitty spider on the outside of the winsdcreen DH hit the window so hard (trying to scare it) he smashed the whole windscreen. Made for an interesting “how did the damage occur” section on the insurance form. Not to mention it was my 2nd day in a new job and the new company car!

    Posted by: Simone on June 5th, 2008 at 7:15 am

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