Copyright by Janet Webb
Revenge of the Bumble Bee
I had my hands full of dishes from the counter when a bumble bee flew up under my uniform dress. I immediately dropped the dishes on the counter and began swatting at my dress trying to get it out.
Brenda yelled, “stop, you’ll make it sting you!” I actually knew this! Too smart for my own good at times.
Too late, I made contact with the bee. I ended up with several stings for my trouble. Although not allergic to one sting from a bee, more than one made me sick and the leg swelled up to almost an inch and was about six inches wide.
Tessa
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Teresa (Tessa) Smeigh is now in her 60's and still going strong despite her disabilities affecting both physical and mental abilities. She has bipolar disorder (mental), Fibromyalgia (nerves), degenerative disc disease (spine), and arthritis (joints).
Despite that she is active in Mental Health Advocating, writing for www.IBPF.org (volunteer for non-profit) and has 5 blog posts already published by them. She is also working on 2 fiction books (mysteries). She keeps her blog filled with useful content, daily devotionals (She is a Christian), stories and poems. Plenty to keep you busy. She has also been interviewed by blogs and had other posts published on many different blogs.
She has 3 blogs so far http://www.tessacandoit.com and http://www.finallyawriter.com and http://www.sunnythoughtsandprayers.wordpress.com
She is from Deptford, NJ. Her family and blogs keep her busy.
Yikes! That’s a painful story, Tessa.
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It sure was. If I had left it alone it probably would have flown away, but I smacked at it like I went crazy and it retaliated. 🙂
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I’d have freaked out to if a bumblebee spilled up my dress.
More than a little, since I have no idea why I’d be wearing a dress to begin with…
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LOL! That was back when I still wore dresses and it was my uniform. I was a waitress. I was also the life of the party that night.
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Ouch! I remember when I was very young, I was standing outside when a bee began to fly around me. Remembering what my parents had told me, I stood still and didn’t move…and didn’t move…and didn’t move. My parents finally responded to my calls and shooed the bee away or I might still be there. 🙂 But I didn’t get stung at least!
janet
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Glad you didn’t get stung, one still hurts.
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Reminds me of the time I was about 10, playing hide and seek. I ran into a rose bush and disturbed a nest of bees. Luckily, I was wearing play jeans but got stung on the back of my neck. Ouch!!! Tessa, I see you commented on last wk’s story. Thank you. Please come back and read this wk’s titled: Honeycomb.
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Glad you didn’t get more than one sting. I did read it though, don’t know what happened. Maybe it was the one I got called away on and didn’t get that far. It was an interesting story. Good job!
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A bad idea to have them under your clothes.
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Hmmm ya think? 🙂 It wasn’t my choice. Owie!
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My impulse would’ve been to freak out and make an idiot of myself (I’ve done it.) Bees scare me…especially the aggressive Africanized “killer bees” that swarm.
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I did, I was at work and entertained the customers. I was waitressing. 🙂
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sometimes panic seems like the things to do.
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I panic over simple things, but that was not simple. Thank you for stopping by!
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