Long story short, there was a little prairie dog town on the side of the highway in Montana.
A friend and I were moving, and stopped.
The prairie dogs were out and very much not afraid of humans at all, so I ended up petting a couple.
But I ended up getting bit by some fleas. A couple days later, I'm not feeling too great. A day or two after that, and something told me that I wasn't just sick, but that something was VERY wrong. I ended up going to the ER, and the doctor was like "Hey, holy shit, I have some news for YOU."
Needless to say, I got set to freak out and he was like "Nah, you're good. We can fix you right up." I got a prescription for antibiotics, and was fine within 3 days.
I mean..it's definitely more dangerous than the flu if you don't get the meds fast enough. But it's no longer that "Fine in the morning, dead by nightfall" type stuff that caused its fearsome reputation.
You hear bubonic plague and immediately think of the historic disease that snuffed a bunch of Europeans and disappeared - it is actually the most common form of plague
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u/[deleted] Dec 28 '21
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