One Saturday, while mowing the lawn, I felt an itch on my ankle and discovered a lone star tick—a tiny black tick with a distinctive white spot. Unlike other ticks, lone star ticks actively seek hosts and can transmit serious illnesses, including tularemia, ehrlichiosis, and Alpha-Gal Syndrome, which can trigger a red meat allergy. I panicked but quickly learned the proper response: remove it gently with fine-tipped tweezers, clean the area with soap or alcohol, save the tick for testing, and log the bite’s details.
Although I didn’t develop symptoms, the experience changed how I approach the outdoors. Now, I wear long sleeves and tuck pants into socks, use DEET or picaridin, dress in permethrin-treated clothes, maintain my yard by mowing and removing brush, and conduct thorough tick checks on my dog.
The key lesson: lone star ticks may be tiny, but knowing how to handle them and taking preventive measures keeps you safe without panic.
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