I lay in bed this
morning and thought ‘gosh we had 3 ticks each in Germany and so far none in
this sub tropical forested world’. It is
drying up fast as the dry season takes hold, ‘perhaps that is why?’ Then in the
bathroom I catch sight of something on L’s waist…a blasted, tiny tick nestled
deep. It has obviously been there a
while as it has the tell-tale red ring around it. He hates me doing medical fiddling but I
manage to extract and disinfect heavily.
I must add ‘tick check’ to our daily routine (in the dark with torch).
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