OK, Diva, just for you...
When I lived in Rio de Janeiro, we had 4 or 5 banana trees. Spiders love bananas. (Remember the Harry Belafonte Song, Day-O?)
So we had seen several huge spiders, about 6 or 7 inches. I thought they were wolf spiders, but they were Brazilian Wandering spiders, the most venomous spider. It looks like a tarantula, but these are very aggressive. Armadeiras, the armed spider.
While playing catch with my Dad, the ball went into the bushes. I reached in, got the ball, threw it back. and I felt like a thorn near my elbow. Nothing there, but 2 minutes later, It started to hurt. After ten minutes, my arm felt like some was punching it hard! My dad threw me in the car, drove me to the emergency room, where I forgot all my portuguese, but somehow communicated to the nurse who gave me the antivenom. I went home. I was semi-conscious for 2 weeks. I don't know or remember, cause I was semi conscious.
In fact, it was years later when my mother told me I was out for two weeks. Dang, I thought that summer vacation went awfully quick...
Please tell me it's your parents bottle. 
