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Gaaaw, something got me! A bee?
I was pruning the elephant ears for trash day. I reached in and grabbed a dying ear to cut it off and I felt the sting. I didn't see or hear anything and could have thought that it was a thorn, except that elephant ears do not have thorns.
I konw there has been a wasp or two playing around in the ears throughout most of the summer, but I cannot recall a clear experience of ever being stung by a wasp or a bee, so I could not tell if this was it. Thinking it was a bee, and knowing that bee stings pack some punch, I was afraid of what this bite or sting might become. Initially, it did not feel worse than an ant bite, but I was worrying that it wouldn't be long before my knuckle swelled up to the size of a baseball. I ran to the kitchen sink to run the sting under cold water, but it is not like a kitchen burn and did not start to feel better. Fortunately, the sting or bite never got much worse. Very livable. Maybe it was an ant.
To be sure, I would prefer that this never happened, but it didn't ruin my day either. Of course, the toxin could still be working in my body and I may not wake up tomorrow morning, but remain in bed waiting for someone to discover my cold breathless corpse. Just so you know why I might not be posting, at least once the scheduled pre-posted entries run out.
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I was pruning the elephant ears for trash day. I reached in and grabbed a dying ear to cut it off and I felt the sting. I didn't see or hear anything and could have thought that it was a thorn, except that elephant ears do not have thorns.
I konw there has been a wasp or two playing around in the ears throughout most of the summer, but I cannot recall a clear experience of ever being stung by a wasp or a bee, so I could not tell if this was it. Thinking it was a bee, and knowing that bee stings pack some punch, I was afraid of what this bite or sting might become. Initially, it did not feel worse than an ant bite, but I was worrying that it wouldn't be long before my knuckle swelled up to the size of a baseball. I ran to the kitchen sink to run the sting under cold water, but it is not like a kitchen burn and did not start to feel better. Fortunately, the sting or bite never got much worse. Very livable. Maybe it was an ant.
To be sure, I would prefer that this never happened, but it didn't ruin my day either. Of course, the toxin could still be working in my body and I may not wake up tomorrow morning, but remain in bed waiting for someone to discover my cold breathless corpse. Just so you know why I might not be posting, at least once the scheduled pre-posted entries run out.
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