Hope you mend well!
As a kid, my family spent our summers in the mountains of W.Va. I remember my mother checking me nightly for ticks. One nite a tick was found burrowed head deep in my leg. My dad lit a match, blew it out and touched the tick w the hot match end. It backed out, luckily. Think I was 7 or 8 and still remember it like yesterday.
Be well...
Peace