Monday, June 26, 2006
Hornet Hell...
I have never been stung by a hornet but judging by the amount of screaming, tearing off of clothes and agonised facial expressions that go on when such a thing happens - I reckon it's PRETTY painful.
My brave little six year old got stung good and proper yesterday while he was standing outside with his friends... He was about to go for a bike ride around our leafy estate with his friend Arthur-- whose mom was accompanying them.
I was working - as usual - tapping away on my computer - when I heard a blood curdling screech.
I jumped up - ran to the window to see Arthurs mum running down the road tearing off her shirt ...
I raced down the stairs as the screeching continued - this time it was coming from Sam - He was in agony..
Little did the little group know was they had been standing near a very very large hornet's nest and obviously the hornets weren't too happy abou it.
Sam had been stung BADLY on his bottom - God only knows how the evil little black and yellow bug got in there.. and Arthur's mum had taken two hits under her arm.
The insect left horrible red sores where it had stung them..
These stings are nothing like bee stings - SAm has endured one of those as well when we visted Taman Nagara jungle in Malaysia last year which Tea Tree oil quickly relieved.
This was a NUMBER 10 sting.
He had also taken a hit on his hand... though not as bad.
I rushed around trying to find some tea tree oil in the flat - but it didnt really help - and all arthurs mum wanted to do was go home - the poor woman was in tears. A passing jogger corralled the panicked group away from the nest - now swarming with the horrible things - each one more than happy to deliver another dose of venom at any provocation.
I got poor little sam upstairs, administered ice on his sore bottom (now rapidly growing into a big red sore the size of a side plate on his little bottom)
gave him some chocholate and fed him pizza -- I love this little chap so!
My brave little six year old got stung good and proper yesterday while he was standing outside with his friends... He was about to go for a bike ride around our leafy estate with his friend Arthur-- whose mom was accompanying them.
I was working - as usual - tapping away on my computer - when I heard a blood curdling screech.
I jumped up - ran to the window to see Arthurs mum running down the road tearing off her shirt ...
I raced down the stairs as the screeching continued - this time it was coming from Sam - He was in agony..
Little did the little group know was they had been standing near a very very large hornet's nest and obviously the hornets weren't too happy abou it.
Sam had been stung BADLY on his bottom - God only knows how the evil little black and yellow bug got in there.. and Arthur's mum had taken two hits under her arm.
The insect left horrible red sores where it had stung them..
These stings are nothing like bee stings - SAm has endured one of those as well when we visted Taman Nagara jungle in Malaysia last year which Tea Tree oil quickly relieved.
This was a NUMBER 10 sting.
He had also taken a hit on his hand... though not as bad.
I rushed around trying to find some tea tree oil in the flat - but it didnt really help - and all arthurs mum wanted to do was go home - the poor woman was in tears. A passing jogger corralled the panicked group away from the nest - now swarming with the horrible things - each one more than happy to deliver another dose of venom at any provocation.
I got poor little sam upstairs, administered ice on his sore bottom (now rapidly growing into a big red sore the size of a side plate on his little bottom)
gave him some chocholate and fed him pizza -- I love this little chap so!
# posted by Karen @ 6:49 AM 
