Yesterday when I put my seat belt on I noticed my left side was sore, like it was bruised. I couldn’t remember injuring myself but figured it must have happened on our hike at Spring Creek Canyon since we did some rock scrambling. Last evening when I finally remembered to look I saw this horrible sight. Yes, that is a tick embedded in my skin. Yikes!
Jim used tweezers to attempt to remove it but it was a stubborn fellow and broke off. Next came a needle to dig out the remaining parts. Luckily I could not feel the surgery, just as I couldn’t feel the tick. Here it is out of my body. Very gross.
We are boondocked just south of Jacob Lake, Arizona, and this morning we drove the car 39 miles to the nearest medical clinic in Kanab, Utah. The doctor prescribed doxycycline since he said it looked infected and also said if I got the tick in Great Basin there was a risk for Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever. So all is well and we are heading off shortly to visit Gaelyn at the North Rim. I promise prettier photos in the next post. You can bet we will be even more diligent about checking each other for ticks from now on!