This past weekend, I was helping our child with his batting practice. I would pitch the ball as well as he would hit it, then well, I didn’t expect him to hit a homerun because he slammed the ball so far, it went flying into the neighbor’s property, but now our neighbor has a big amount of land as well as the ball went into the creek that flows on his land. My child said he would get it, but I told him all of us better ask the neighbor to make sure it was alright. The neighbor said he didn’t have a problem, but he warned myself and others to be careful when retrieving the ball because I could trip over some debris or a hole or something. He also said he didn’t want to be sued for myself and others injuring myself on his land. I told him I would be careful as well as it was a little tricky, but I was able to get down to the creek as well as get the ball back. It was so warm outside as well as I told him I needed a cut in the AC for a little while as well as then I would get right back to batting practice. The AC in the cabin felt so refreshing but when I looked down at our leg, I realized that I had a tick already burrowed into our leg. I had to get our husband to help myself and others get the tick out carefully. I was just hoping that I wouldn’t get lyme disease even though the tick hadn’t been drinking our blood for unquestionably long. Still, I felt sick as well as woozy as well as apologized to our son. I told him I had to relax in the AC for the rest of the day as well as all of us could practice his batting swings another day while I rested with the AC plan blasting.