Eeks!!! My Husband is the master of facial bee stings, I kid you not. A couple of nights ago we went for a ride, we rode along the backroads to another community, this would be about 1/2 hour ride. I need lots of practice going along simple country roads, with lots of curves and hills to gain back my experience riding. I rode on a very small bike as a young gal, nothing compared to the 1200 cc that I am now riding. My bike when I was a kid was a Yamaha 80, but it was still fun, the times of my life. Riding with my Brother on his 80 all over the mountains in our little city, which was a little city at that time, now a huge metropolis. Oh, where was I? I be ramblin'.
My Husband and I when we reached our destination, pulled over. I got off my bike and went to speak with him, to figure out what way we were going home. He took off his helmut and told me to look at his forehead. Oh, I could see some swelling. Eeeks!!! I asked him what it was and he said that he thought a bee had gone up into the front of it. I looked for a stinger, nothing, but it was swelling. Oh the poor guy. He told me he felt that typical burning sensation of the sting, but he still wasn't sure it was a bee. (I know differently, hee, hee). I asked him how he kept the bike on the road, I know how shocking bee stings can be at times. He said, no problem....I think of this as rather strange...but I guess he is a tough ol' dude. He said, well, what do you do when you get stung when you are working in the colony, do you go off the road? Hee, hee.
We continued our ride, arrived home and sat by the pool to have a beer, relax and cool off and talk about the ride, things that I could improve upon, etc. -- and there are many I am sure. It is hard work riding a bike (well, it is for me, I get very tired until I recover, hee, hee). I looked at his head, it was becoming more swollen by the minute and he said that his lip felt kind of tingly. Suck it up buddy, carry on...ooops, did I say that. Sorry guys, but I know from past experience that men are babies when it comes to being sick or in pain, where they need that woman's gentle touch, to make them feel better. Ooops, again....did I say that? Hee, hee.
The evening went on...I could see a little more swelling, but really, only a little bit. We went to bed. Holy smoking cadoodalhoppers!!! got up before my Husband and was in the frontroom e-mailing my oldest gal. He came into the room, and I thank my lucky stars that I had been up for awhile. If I hadn't been up, I would have probably been scared half to death and got out my baseball bat, hee, hee. I thought that he looked like nothing on this earth, surely an alien of some sort must have walked out of our bedroom.
Oh my goodness gracious. I am sorry...how mean (yes, I have that mean little side to me JP). I couldn't help but give out a little hoot and a hollar, a laugh. Thank my lucky stars again, that my Husband has a wonderful and patient personality, he can also laugh at himself. But he looked so ding dang funnnnnneeeee. After I was done laughing, I gave him some of my softer side, my caregiving side and I consoled him, telling him that it would be looking much different once he got up and moved around. I know that to be true from past experience with facial swelling myself, on several occasions I might add. I told him I wanted to take a picture to show my bee pals on the forum. Of course he was in....he loves to shock people, and, when you see his picture, you will see why he was so into showing ya'll what he looks like. My love of my life. Have that most fantastically wonderful day, lovin' and livin'. Cindi
Eeks!!! I was going to post a picture to go along with this, but something is messing up here. I will edit this post tomorrow to bring along a picture. I don't know if Imageshack is down, but that option of Imageshack is no longer available on my screen. Heading off to the computer forum to try and get an answer. Cee ya.