Feeling a little tired at work this morning. I was woken last night by a feeling like a bee sting on my arm. I turned on the light to find a little bloody mark on my forearm. I was a bit confused and couldn’t work out how I had managed to scratch myself on something so I turned the light off. But it was so sore, to John's annoyance, I turned the light on again and made him get out of bed so we could check underneath – nothing, and pulled the sheet back to find an 8 inch, shiny, black millipede at the end of the bed. We were so freaked out it managed to scuttle away before we could kill it, so then we spent the next hour unsuccessfully looking for it. You can imagine we didn’t get much sleep after that.
My arm went a bit pink and swollen and when I showed a colleague this morning and told her what had happened she gave me a bit of local knowledge; as its getting wetter we’ll see more millipedes (great), apparently its lucky to have been bitten by a big millipede (smaller ones have a nastier bit) and the best thing to apply to a bite is to rub on a few drops of ‘pis-pis.’
So now you know.
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