Last night I got stung by a paper wasp. Usually I don't swell up from things like this, but boy, this time I sure did. It's making my life miserable. So stupid how it happened. Sebby was cleaning the gutter and came to a wasp nest and asked me what he should do. I said we could just leave them there and clean around them cause paper wasps are "friendly wasps". So I was cleaning and pulling leaves and muck from around the nest for quite a while when Sebby marveled how was I doing that?! Weren't they stinging me? I no sooner said, no, they can sense your intentions and knew I didn't want to hurt them when one landed on me and stung. I guess I am going into a new phase of being allergic to stings. I was when I was a kid but when I became an adult it seemed to go away. So itchy! I am holding an ice bag on it right now while I type with my left hand. Dave took the photo for me. I took Benadryl - not sure that is helping much.
That's my big news of life today. I did accompany Chloe to Pittsburgh to pick up some of her art from a gallery today. Hours of driving, which I am glad I wasn't responsible for except to drive to meet Chloe in Clarion. We had a really nice time together. The AC in her car doesn't work either - seems like I am living the lifestyle of preAC cars wherever I go now but that's okay. I'm game. Though I still need to brush the tangles out of my hair.
Time to take a couple more Benadryl. Maybe I will go to bed early with my ice pack.