Arachna Fuckin' Phobia

I have this on my ankle right now:



I'm pretty sure that I got bitten by a Wolf Spider. (I'm choosing NOT to link pictures of spiders in this post because it was bad enough waking up with a spider on me the other morning, I don't need to relive his tiny little ferocious face.) And this is my other leg:



I went to the Urgent Care today, because I'm going out of town tomorrow and I really don't want my leg getting gangrene or something while I'm gone. Call me selfish.........The doctor informed me that it looked "not bad" at the moment. Uh....I disagree? Anyway he told me to put heat on it to get circulation going and prescribed some topical ointment that he inforned me is only different from Neosporin because it actually goes INTO your skin where neosporin just makes a barrier on the top of your skin to keep out infection but doesn't penetrate to kill existing infection. Uh....See I've been misled for years. YEARS! Because my normal pharmacy was closed, the doctor at the Urgent Care told me he'd call in my prescription to a pharmacy a little farther up the hill (about 25 blocks) and so I drove all the way up there, waited in line and the office NEVER CALLED IT IN. By the time the pharmacist called the Urgent Care back...........they were closed. Of course. So I left, sans ointment. I have a heatpack on my ankle and I'm going to go out on a wing and a prayer and use the good old Neosporin. I gotta say I'm irritated at the whole "no ointment" business but of course in my manner I shall try to take it all with a wink and a smile.