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  •  My son fell into a chigger nest (25+ / 0-)

    at a reenactment. (Hardcore Civil War reenactors [of whom my son was once a member] call them EBUFU--events for us, by us.  What it means is they're chasing the authentic experience and the public is not welcome.)  After this particular event, a weekend scramble through a swamp, he came home with more than a hundred chigger bites on one leg, from thigh to ankle.  I stood him in the bathtub and poured turpentine over the bites, repeatedly.  For a half hour while he tried hard to hold still with his foot in a basin, I scooped up the turpentine and poured it over the bites.  

    It was a half-hour of hell.  Then it was over.  The bites dried up. No scars, no aftermath.

    It seems to me that maybe there are similar elements in nail polish and turpentine that arrest the decomposition, attack the enzyme, or anesthetize the beasties.  It may not be entirely a placebo effect.

    By the way, by the time you know you have bite, the chigger is long gone, and all you're left with is the itch.

    "I speak the truth, not as much as I would, but as much as I dare, and I dare a little the more, as I grow older." --Montaigne

    by DrLori on Fri Mar 29, 2013 at 03:02:41 PM PDT

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