Ok, this really is my 100th post! And 22 is the final tally on the number of wasp stings Jackson ended up with yesterday. Yes, really, 22 wasp stings.
While I was outside hanging out the laundry, Jackson and Kira were playing in the yard. They started trekking through a flower bed area that has tall ground cover grassy stuff. All of a sudden, Jackson started screaming "OWW OWW OWW", I turned around and he was in a cloud of wasps. I ran over to him, knocked the one off that was still on him, grabbed him and Kira and ran into the house. I can't believe Kira didn't get stung; she was only about a yard away from him.
I started slapping baking soda and water all over him and gave him a dose of ibuprofen. I had to call the dr to find out what dosage of benadryl to give him. All the while, I am freaking out internally. What if he had been allergic? 22 stings!!
17 stings on his leg
2 on his back
1 on his arm
1 on his hand
1 on his face
Poor baby! He kept saying, "I wish I didn't walk through there!" I asked him if his leg felt like fire and he said, "I don't know what fire feels like." Good point.
I was amazed at how he handled, though. It had to have hurt like hell, but he quit crying after about 10 minutes. He hung out in a benadryl induced haze and watched tv all day. I think the only time the stings bothered him was when Kira would pat them while trying to mother him.
Needless to say, they aren't going back into the backyard until we bomb the holy living out of it.
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