Frightening Fridays: Webs…

Damn this itch. I heard no one else I know who has Covid-19 to be dealing with this itch inside their head. Paranoia shoots through me like I am dealing with a new hybrid of the disease.

I just woke up one day with the worst head cold of my life. Both of my ears were stuffed up but my right ear, despite the ear drops I’ve been putting in, has a bizarre itch. When they swabbed my nose for the test, the nurse seemed slightly concerned by the silky consistency of my mucus.

Then one day I got the call that I tested positive but they also said they were doing further testing and would call me back within two weeks.

In the meanwhile, I have been sick as a dog. Laid up in bed with a fever of 102 that comes and goes. I feel incredibly weak at times but also have urges to crochet like a madwoman. I’m not doing anything particular but my work oddly resembles that of a spider’s web. I don’t think much of it, it’s something my hands feel compelled to do to pass the time.

I haven’t had much of an appetite which I am sure has everything to do with the illness. I sit and watch our two cats play with a fly that managed to get into our home. I feel jealous of their enjoyment, until our Tabby, Buster brings me his prey.

I tell him he’s a good kitty and I grab a napkin to pick up the dead fly to throw away, but the dead scent of this insect is appealing to me, I don’t why. I’m enlightened and disgusted at the same time.

I crawl back into bed. That damn itch I felt in my ear has traveled to my nose, to the back of my throat and into my chest. It is an unbearable feeling that I cannot seem to get rid of.

I take a few melatonin’s to help me sleep.

She never wakes up.

Her Cell Phone rings and goes to voicemail. “Miss Lebare this is Nurse Lopez, we got results from our further testing, we need you to come into our office immediately please call us back at 484-653-0098.“

There is loud meowing in the house. Sadness & fear echoes in those meows. Inside Melanie Lebare’s room lies her corpse and crawling out of every orifice are millions & millions of tiny spiders.