Soon after the Neil Young concert started on Friday night at the DAR Constitution Hall in DC, a spot on my back got itchy. While scratching it, I felt a lump under my shirt. When I discretely slid my hand under my shirt and touched the lump, I realized I had a tick attached to my skin.
The tick had probably been on me since the previous weekend when I was at the woods. I had no intention of dealing with a tick in the dark or missing any of the concert. I figured letting it suck some more blood a few more hours wasn’t going to make a significant difference in anything; if it was carrying any bacteria or viruses, I had probably already received a “healthy” dose of them anyway. So, I just left the tick there and enjoyed the concert.
The concert started off with Neil Young's wife Pegi's almost 45-min long opening act. She was pretty good. I am not sure how to label her music. Country-folk, maybe? After a short intermission, Neil came on stage and sat inside a circle of guitars and played solo acoustic versions of his classics for about an hour, changing guitars between songs. We heard, among others, Cowgirl in the Sand, one of my favorites, and Harvest, A Man Needs a Maid and From Henk to Hendrix. After another intermission, Neil returned with his long-time buddies Ben Keith (guitar), Ralph Molina (drums) and Rick Rosas (base) for an electric session that lasted another hour or maybe longer. I truly enjoyed it. It was a great concert!
When I got back home it was past midnite. My wife, who, thanks to the opportunities I present to her frequently, is an experienced tick-puller. Once again, she removed the tick swiftly and deposited it in a vial of alcohol. It appears to be the usual suspect Ixodes scapularis, the deer tick. I have since had a small red spot on my back where the tick was attached. Lyme disease? Hopefully, not, but we are keeping an eye on it. I'll be okay, though.
Here is the sucker in alcohol awaiting further studies.
It originally had a grayish-white color, but turned red in alcohol.