I didn't want to say anything on this until I gave you a couple of days to recover from the traumatic event since you didn't want anyone to be to humerous on the situation; but don't take this in the wrong way, it was just the first thing that came to mind when I read your story...
...maybe God is trying to get you to face your fear "head" on...no pun intended when it first came to mind...even though it kind of happened that way literally. 
Rue, I wasn't sure I could reply, because the story is funny. But I don't care for insects either; I just started getting up the guts to kill them when I started living alone and really had no choice, lol.
It's okay. I've calmed down considerably since that night. I still don't find it really very funny, but Mr. BadBoy did manage to get a laugh or two out of me about it, and I do see the humor in it. I knew as I was typing the story that it was a pretty funny story - I just didn't find it funny since
I was the subject of the story.
But yeah, Cas10A, I do think God may be trying to do just that, but if that's what He's doing, I really don't like His method.
And Nessa, I know what you mean. I never in my life thought I could kill an insect (except maybe an ant or a small spider) until I began living alone. Now, I have no choice. Either I kill it *shuddering at the thought* or it moves freely about my home, possibly reproducing. I actually have had long conversations with myself trying to talk myself into killing something... giving myself motivational speeches and pep talks. LOL
You just revealed for me why I hate insects so much. I had never thought of it in these terms, but since you laid it out there, I see it plain as day.
We were on vacation last week on Hilton Head Island. Took a bike tour in a nature preserve. The guide pulled us off the road at one point had us walk down towards a swamp area. As we approached, we could see THOUSANDS of little critters scurrying around all over the place. I'm thinking "I know this fool isn't tryin' to show us some stupid bug. He'd better not say nothin' if I happen to stomp on a few of 'em".
Turns out they were little tiny Fiddler Crabs. And I didn't have any problem with them. I was very careful about where I stepped so as not to injure any of the little fellas. But, man, if those had been crickets or palmetto bugs, I woulda been doing the Mexican Hat Dance. Guess that makes me a bio-bigot.
Yeah, I wouldn't mind the fiddlers either... there were a lot of those on the beach in Biloxi and I thought it was cool. But like I said, insects don't have boundaries. They don't care what they crawl or land on... they just don't care. Rodents and things don't want to be near people - if they come near you it's because they're sick or you're in their way and they probably didn't even realize you were human... insects, on the other hand, are intentionally coming TO you, uninvited, unwanted, and uninhibited.
I once got a gnat in my eye. I also got one of those big gnats (the kind that kinda look like flies) in my nose. At the wake last week, a bee crawled up my SIL's back and stung her on the back of her neck. I watched it but as I got up to her to slap it off, it stung her. They just don't care.
