Sherry and her husband live out in a beautiful log cabin on their 10 acre property in Davie County where they raise and train prize winning Chesapeake Bay Retrievers.
One morning last week she woke up with giant itchy whelts all over the left side of her body. Immediately she thought, Oh my God, we’ve been infested with bed bugs!! Gross!!
She started yanking the sheets off her bed and crying hysterically, saying to her husband that EVERYTHING was going to have be washed. EVERYTHING!!
Sherry assumed she must have gotten the “bedbugs” at the cheap roach motel where she stayed in Wilmington the weekend. She was there to orchestrate, as she does every year in June, the yearly volleyball tournament endowing a volleyball scholarship at UNCW in her son Ranse’s name. Her precious Ranse passed away suddenly a few years ago of a stroke while playing volleyball.
You may only be able to imagine how draining this tournament is for Sherry though she loves it with every fiber of her being.
So back to ripping off bedsheets and having a meltdown. Her husband, as husbands often do, tried to “help” by giving her a suggestion: He said that she might want to pull herself together and be more adult and rational. You can only imagine the effect that had on Sherry!
Husbands, former husbands, boyfriends who are reading this may understand what I mean.
A day or two later, guess who woke up in the morning with whelts all over the left side of his body.
Now they had an emergency, of course! 😉
The whelts seemed to get worse over the course of the next couple days and of course now her husband had them, so Sherry decided to go to the doctor. One doctor was unsure and scratched his head, but another took a look and knew instantly what it was. Not bedbugs! And not fleas–thank goodness and the dogs were off the hook!
The doctor pronounced chiggers!! He squeezed one a drop of blood and a chigger popped out. Yep chiggers.
Now this was a head scratcher–chigger bites on only the left sides of their bodies.
Sherry and hubbie put on their Sherlock Holmes hats to take notice of their habits for the next couple of days.
Finally an aha moment!
The chiggers were living in the honeysuckle vine on the side of the gate to the yard where their prize winning Chessies live. They both brush up against the vine on their left sides when opening the gate.
Mystery solved!! The fragrant honeysuckle–a cozy home for chiggers.
The lovely part of this story is Sherry calling me to share “her week from hell” and laughing so hard at herself and the irony that after all she’s been through with losing Ranse that a mere bug is what pushed her over the edge!
What spirit and love!!