We don't have a lot of those spiders here, we do have a LOT of Black Widows, this one came in inside a box with a distributor for conversion, got on my clothes, got on my bed when I got ready for sleep, bit me in the middle of the night."
Yikes! My wife wondered why I was hollering for her one day...then why I was cussing and jumping up and down. I had been trying to find some slacks in the closet, and saw a black widow...which disappeared into my slacks...no idea where - didn't want to take my eye off of them in case it reappeared - gave up on that and decided to grab all the slacks, throw them on the floor, and jump up and down on the pile, cussing the spider, hoping I got her...she came in as I was peeling them back, one pair at a time until I found her corpse in between pairs about 7 deep in the pile...and that's nothing compared to a brown recluse. Glad your hand is working nearly back to normal!
