I always was, and still am, very sensitive to insect bites and stings. Which is probably why I have such an aversion to insects of any kind.
The sensitivity to the bites and stings is probably hereditary from my dad. He possibly had psoriasis, and that seems to be an indicator of reactions to 6-8 legged critters. (He used to used basalt from Mt Lassen in CA for his skin lesions.)
*shudder*
Basalt? Interesting.
I was reading a picture book to Kathleen earlier and found a description of our life:
“The house was filled with snoring, snarling, belching, badgering, grumbling, growling, loitering, looting, and lazing savages of all shapes and sizes.”
“Time to call an exterminator!” said Mom.
Blood sucking things like mosquitos, bedbugs, and congresscritters are sensitive to body heat. I have a slightly higher normal temperature than the norm so people invite me to their outside events. The mosquitos all bite me and leave everyone else alone.
The congresscritters suck the blood out of everyone regardless.