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gemfyreIt would seem any mind-altering substance doesn't fully work on me. Part of my consciousness will always stay abover the drug's effects. It was why I burst into tears even though I was being given laughing gas at one stage.
Anyway, on to today's story. So, I'm driving home (doing about 70/80kph) and something small comes in through the window. I figure it's just a leaf or something and run a hand through my hair to dislodge it and feel that yes, there is something there. Whatever it is fall between my legs and I think that it looks like it could be, horror of horrors, a bee. But I figure, it was more likely a stick or leaf and that it could wait until I got home for further investigation.
Then the fucker stung me. Now if you know me at all you probably know that one of my phobias is bees. When a bee flies near me I freeze up and make funny noises until it goes away then I promptly leave the area. The ensuing brief panic attack was much worse than the actual sting and here I was glad of my brain being able to function on multiple levels. While one part was cursing and swearing and panicking, the other part was keeping the car steady on the road and indicating to pull over - which took a while because this all happened on a bridge which I had to get off before I could pull over safely.
So I removed the bee then the sting and calmed down my breathing and got out my first aid kit. My kit is old and kinda useless. By that time I'd decided that the pain was tolerable and I may as well just drive home then treat it, which I did.
So far it hasn't swelled up. I did take another anti-histamine and put some Skin Calm ointment on it. I can still feel it, I haven't been stung by a bee since I was 7, so this current sensation most reminds me of the centipede bite I got in Broome. The sting in on my inner, upper right leg, plenty of fat there - I wonder if that is a good thing? At least it didn't sting my head, that would have sucked.
Now here's to see if I my bee-phobia remains, now I've been stung again and not died.
Anyway, on to today's story. So, I'm driving home (doing about 70/80kph) and something small comes in through the window. I figure it's just a leaf or something and run a hand through my hair to dislodge it and feel that yes, there is something there. Whatever it is fall between my legs and I think that it looks like it could be, horror of horrors, a bee. But I figure, it was more likely a stick or leaf and that it could wait until I got home for further investigation.
Then the fucker stung me. Now if you know me at all you probably know that one of my phobias is bees. When a bee flies near me I freeze up and make funny noises until it goes away then I promptly leave the area. The ensuing brief panic attack was much worse than the actual sting and here I was glad of my brain being able to function on multiple levels. While one part was cursing and swearing and panicking, the other part was keeping the car steady on the road and indicating to pull over - which took a while because this all happened on a bridge which I had to get off before I could pull over safely.
So I removed the bee then the sting and calmed down my breathing and got out my first aid kit. My kit is old and kinda useless. By that time I'd decided that the pain was tolerable and I may as well just drive home then treat it, which I did.
So far it hasn't swelled up. I did take another anti-histamine and put some Skin Calm ointment on it. I can still feel it, I haven't been stung by a bee since I was 7, so this current sensation most reminds me of the centipede bite I got in Broome. The sting in on my inner, upper right leg, plenty of fat there - I wonder if that is a good thing? At least it didn't sting my head, that would have sucked.
Now here's to see if I my bee-phobia remains, now I've been stung again and not died.
