Sorry so long since my last post... I have been out of town for a couple of days to celebrate a belated birthday with my mom and to visit my Grams. It was intended to be a wee little vacay from regular life and a chance to just chill out.
Unfortunately, Mr. Hornet/Wasp/Yellow Jacket/Some Other Evil Type Bug with a Huge Stinger had different plans for me.
After being at Grams' a mere 24 hours, I had decided, after a messy dinner & dessert of birthday cake, to give the kiddos a bath in the kiddie swimming pool in the backyard. Redneck? Yes, a wee bit. But it was fun and practical- all in one rolled up mess.
So anyways, I'm sitting watching my son wander around the yard with glee, and all of a sudden I feel a big ol' pinch on the bottom of my foot. Within seconds I'm blinded by pain (no, I'm not exaggerating) and can barely focus on anything else. It seriously felt as painful as some of my labor contractions- that mind numbing, grip your seat, grit your teeth, and bite back ugly words that you might regret later type of pain.
My hero/cousin Shawn (not to be confused with my husband, ShaUn - I might be Southern enough to bathe my kids in the backyard, but not enough to marry my cousin) helped me hobble in while my sis corralled the kids and got them bundled inside. Within an hour, my foot had swelled to an unreasonable size, I had incredibly itchy hives all over, and was finding it difficult to breathe (probably partially due to panic, but also due to the fact that my face was looking very puffy and my lips appeared to have just returned from a trip with a collagen injecting needle).
After several doses of benadryl, here I am, a few days later, fine and dandy but without that lovely little check-out from reality that I was hoping for. And in case you're wondering, I've never quite had that reaction from a sting before, so it was a bit of a surprise for me.
Oh, and little Sabriel (yes, Molly, you were right about the name! I'll be sending a prize your way!
) is quite fine and none the worse for the wear... other than having one freaked-out mommy.
(Little dude tuckered out after shopping. So sweet.)
And this picture has nothing to do with the others, I just thought it was funny... because my daughter is wearing her baby brother's shirt. (And shorts - backwards - and flip flops). What a nut.