Rainsong 5: Tarzan and Bullet Ants
May 10, 2010
Jun 16, 2010
Also, Mary taught us how to partake in a healing meditation when we received the electrocuted monkey twins
. We sat in a circle on logs on her property and had this healing meditation. Everyone had to close their eyes and solely acknowledge the sound of their breathing and of Mary's voice. I was trying to go along with this meditation, when suddenly a huge ant was down my shirt! Nobody saw this except Sherri who was sitting next to me and opened her eyes to look at me after hearing me gasp. I tried crushing it with the fabric of my shirt but it bit me. IT. HURT! And while trying to find it again it bit me again on my chest! OWWWWWWWWWW another one fell from a vine above me and bit my hand. My body felt like it was on fire, like I had been shot. I actually lost my breath and had to focus hard to keep it regulated. I couldn't really say anything since I was regulating my breathe and I couldn't feel my chest or hand and the only one who sw any of this was Sherri! I explained it all to Mary once I felt I could talk, and she let me go back to the house. I googled large ants in Costa Rica and the symptoms and discovered it was a bullet ant!!!!!!!!!! Which according to google, is the worlds most painful insect to get stung by. I painfully agree. One site even warned me I could have gone into shock if bitten more than 5 times with my body weight being what it is and that would have sucked being that the hospital that could actually help would be in San Jose, nearly 5 hours away! Needless to say I did NOT partake in anymore healing meditations.
Forgot to mention my monkey attack. Our three legged capuchin monkey, Tarzan, likes to go for these baby red river turtles here which happen to be Costa Ricas most endangered terrestrial turtle. He likes to take them and hide them in a hole in this tree. Well, with the new volunteers not getting information passed down to them they had Tarzan out while I was cleaning the turtle tubs and suddenly he was right next to me. I made a quick movement of putting the lid onto the tub with all the turtles in it and he shoved it off so I put it back on and quickly put a cinder block over it. When he figured out he couldn't shove it off for the turtles, he gave me one look like "Oh. Its on." and then jumped on me and attacked me. I was bleeding on my fingertip, on my thigh and on my Achilles heel. I still have 2 scars from these monkey bites, though they make for great stories!