Slap Me and I Mean Hard

I'm nearing the end of writing a 100-page web site. (Hi JW!) Can't point to it yet. It's in progress. So. Tired. Words playing tricks. I'm almost there. Oh. Oh. I have a hive on my eyelid now. It itches. It's swelling. I feel a hard dot in the middle. Spider bite probably. But where from? Google? I'm waiting for my right eye to seal shut. The wall. Hitting the wall. Running the last 20 miles with eye wide shut. Damn.