Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Who's Your Daddy?!

The sting hit my pinky knuckle 24 hrs ago
While taking out the trash on Monday at around 7 a.m., one of our honey bees must have been sitting on the trash can lid - or maybe she was on the door to the kitchen. As I walked in the door, zap, one of my girls got me on the knuckle of my pinky finger. Didn't she recognize her daddy?!?!

Or maybe she remembered me as the guy who took 80 lbs of their honey a few weeks ago.

Anyway, I pulled the stinger out, rinsed it off and went to an uneventful day at work. I felt fine, and even did a lot of typing. Sure, it was a bit sore, but by the kids bedtime it had started to swell. By morning, I figured I should ask a professional and called a nurse at Georgetown. By my 3 pm doctors appointment, the skin on my hand was so tight you could see every scar I've ever had. I was glad to get a 3 day supply of steroids to cut the swelling.

So it seems this is an allergic reaction, not an infection from a dirty stinger. The doc said that her training did not enable her to predict how I'd react to my next sting, but that an OTC antihistamine right off the bat would be a good idea. She also said I don't have to give up beekeeping - yet. Oh, and Mom, don't worry, she updated my Epi-pen prescription. :)

Looks like I'll keep using the gloves for a while yet. No matter how you slice it though, it's a bummer to love bee keeping and, possibly, not really react well to bee stings. Hummm.