Yesterday, my wife and I were walking to lunch (I was carry the car seat with our son in it) when I felt something on my neck. I swatted it off my neck only to discover that it was a bee and it stung me on my hand. As an EMT, I’m taught to scrape off the stinger with a card so that no more venom gets injected. While this is great in theory, it sucks in practice when you’re in pain and panicked. I didn’t even think and just pulled the stinger out and then picked out the last little piece from my hand. Luckily I’m not allergic (we were actually in an ideal spot if I was as we were 3 minutes from the hospital), but my hand still hurts. I would have been happier if I had managed to kill the bee, but it flew away. At least it can’t have another victim.
