It all started when I went to see if there were ANY pecans on the tree that was hit bad by an ice storm in March,of all things.No..No pecans. Hearing Mama's air conditioner rattle from the outside, I walked over, put a few shems in it, and it was good to go. I continued my stroll around her yard to the front as I made my way back to my yard.
I ran in, took off my capris grabbed a pair of long pants and changed quickly. I grabbed my hairbrush and cell phone, and was going to head to the med-clinic 5 miles away.By that times about 5 min. had passed, and other than acute pain in my "bosom"(oh yeah..there!) where I was stung twice, I felt okay. I have been stung by a honey bee years ago , and was going into shock before I was given a shot. However, I remembered that I had been stung by yellow jackets a few years ago, and other than a bit of pain and nausea, I experienced no serious effects. Mama was gone galavantin' and I'd have to drive myself.
Since I retired, I can't afford (and don't have)insurance. So that colored my decision to take a wait and see.I'm hurting, but okay. No strange feelings, no thick feeling tongue...nothing. Just OUCH,it hurts, and I feel a bit queasy.It could have been so much worse.So ,praise the Lord!
But for today, what with a skunk last week, armadillos tearing up the yard for a month, snake killin' on Monday, and now THIS......I HAVE JUST ABOUT HAD IT WITH CRITTERS!