On Sunday I was stung by a wasp. Holy-freakin'-doodle those are nasty little b*ggers. Apparently there is a nest of them just outside my bedroom window, and on Sunday morning I had eight of them cruising around in my bedroom. One of them was on my bedroom mirror, admiring himself, and I slid the cupboard door open. He was not happy about that, and flew into my nightgown and stung me on a very sensitive part of my body. Okay, he stung me on my boob.
I was sidelined for the whole day, with pain, itchiness and a general feeling of being unwell. I was stuck indoors because I could not put on any clothing, except a very loose-fitting shirt, and I found the best remedy for the pain was calamine lotion.
"If I be waspish, best beware my sting." ~~ Katherine, Taming of the Shrew, Shakespeare