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On a recent Friday, in the short time I had between teaching a class and seeing a new private student, I decided to step outside on the back deck that overlooks our garden. I had a little more than an hour before my student was due and since it was a beautiful day, I wanted to soak in the warm autumn air and strong, shining sun. Whenever I am out the deck, I always pay attention to my green kids, aka my plants. I deadheaded the geraniums and another of our favorite plants (a Euphorbia named Simona) and picked up some of the oak leaves that had fallen from the big tree in our yard. As I pushed the dead oak leaves down into the plant trash basket, I felt a sharp sting. On the underside of one leaf was an angry bee that did not appreciate my fingers on his leaf. He stung me right on my ring finger. And I’m allergic to bee stings.
Many years ago, I was stung when a bee got stuck in my hair. I started to feel swelling and itchiness in my armpits, groin and neck but I didn’t know why. I made it to the hospital in time for a shot of adrenaline, which immediately did its work to deflate me. Until that time, I was unaware that I had a bee sting allergy. Since then I’ve learned that future allergic bee stings reactions often become worse and can be potentially fatal.
Since I always have an Epi Pen nearby, my husband was able to give me the shot in the leg. Until that Friday, I had never needed to use an Epi-Pen and I was little anxious when he took the cap and safety off the pen and prepared to inject me. It’s a big pen, but the actual needle is small so there was no pain with the injection at all. I was nervous and shaky, so I called my doctor who recommended to going to the emergency room, just to be safe.
Instead of the local hospital ER, I went to a nearby critical care center, City MD, where I was seen immediately. After telling them that I’d been stung by a bee and was allergic to bee stings, the kind doctor there reassured me that the Epi Pen shot was all I needed, that my shaking was the result of the adrenaline in the Epi Pen, that I’d make it back in time for my new student, and that he, the doctor, takes hot yoga.
Leaving the doctor, I felt absolutely joyous and relieved. I was so happy that I was prepared for that bee sting, was able to get immediate medical care, and that I would be on time to help a new student. I really wanted to celebrate, so I bought some very beautiful flowers and a mini orchid on the way home. My husband is happy as well, not only because things worked out well but also that now he gets to say that he saved my life.
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