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I had a tick removed from my ear canal when I was a child in the late '70s .. the person I was, and would become ended shortly after. My parents liked to tent camp in the piney woods of eastern Texas & up into Arkansas. After a camping trip I complained about an ear ache and my mother found a fully engorged tick in my ear canal. From what I remember, they did everything wrong trying to remove it, themselves, they didn't take me to see a doctor. My Vision went to shit, extreme sensitivity to differing lighting, high pitch sounds, cluster headaches, skin irritants. I became a (mostly) non-verbal, dumpy, physically awkward, social outcast with a laundry list of symptoms of which I was unable to verbally explain. I fell through the cracks of the public school system which wanted to believe that I was confabulating a story, I suppose.
I'm almost 50 now and I can honestly say that I NEVER would have thought that I would live to this age, but here I am. Still have hell days of zombie brain and shifting symptoms throughout my body, but good daily exercise seems to help decrees those bad days, lessen the intensity anyways.
* Quite a ways back, I read an outdoors-man wrote that he always wears full Pantyhose under his clothes, said that ticks couldn't bite though it.. not sure about that, but made me laugh a little thinking about a gristle old man wearing pantyhose.
