Saturday evening, we decided to eat out on the deck, with a summer feast of hot dogs, chili, potato salad, and baked beans. Yum! Noel took a late nap and woke up around 6:00. She began eating her hot dog while Mom and Dad cleaned off some of the plates/dishes. It was then that a wasp came crawling out of a small crevice in the umbrella, flew over to my mom, then flew down and stung Noel right next to her eye.
I did not actually see it sting her - I was alerted by her high pitched cry, then noticed her scratching and rubbing her eye. We ran her inside, applied ice and baking soda paste as best as we could. I called her pediatrician's office, but of course since it was a (holiday) weekend, it took about an hour for anyone to call me back. Mom had already ran out to get some infant tylenol and children's benadryl.
I've never seen her so upset - she cried and cried and CRIED, clutching her arms around my neck, burying her face into me, sobbing. It is truly heartbreaking to see your child so distraught- you just want to make everything better.
I was not only concerned about her fear, but also because Tim is allergic to bees himself. The pediatrician called back soon after mom arrived, and we ended up giving her 1 tsp. of benadryl. She was busy watching Caillou, but every now and again, she would point to her pink, swollen eye and say "Old bee!" LOL
By the next morning, her eye was almost back to normal, with the exception of a tiny red dot on the lateral side, where the stinger went in. She is such a trooper! I remember having a bee sting in between my toes when I was a kid, and not being able to sleep at night because of the pain. I also remember it not going away for several days.
Anyway, I looked for that "old bee" and could not find the little deviant. I just hope he knows that he won't get away with that next time! You're on my list, buddy!
So if you remember, I said unfortunate events...
We returned on Sunday afternoon, after picking Bane up. We made it into our trip about 2 hours when I get the whiff of something truly repulsive and foul. I knew there had been an accident in my car, so I pulled off as soon as I could (which is really a bummer because Noel was sound asleep).
I walked around and opened the hatch to find runny doggy poop smeared across the 'walls' and floor of my cargo area. Terrific! I had several layers beneath them, but he still managed to get it underneath my backseat. We've cleaned it as best as we can for the time being, but I still see us taking the entire backseat out so that we can get every little bit out. (Sorry for all of the grossness :( )
And then to top it off, Noel came down with a cold. I'm pretty sure she got that from Tim, but it doesn't help this week because I had my first exam yesterday, and an interview on Thursday.
I didn't get any pictures of the bee action, but there are a few pictures of our dinner, and around the house. Hopefully next labor day weekend will bring better luck, huh? Haha