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Pure Luck

When I arrived at the post office and realized I’d forgotten the package I wanted to post, I wasn’t feeling very lucky.  When I found the grocery store packed and the lines long, I wasn’t feeling very lucky.  When I discovered the guy who parked next to my car pulled so close I dang near couldn’t get in the door I wasn’t feeling very lucky.  I was happy to finally pull into the parking lot at home.

I carried my groceries toward the apartment, walking quickly with my head down to see the rocks and tree limbs in the trail between the parking lot and my door.  A tree limb smacked me in the head.  It didn’t hurt, but a piece of leaf or something stuck to my glasses.  Even though it blocked enough of my view to make seeing difficult, it was so close to my eye I couldn’t tell for certain what it was.

I made it down the trail and struggled through the door. After dropping my grocery sacks on the dining room table, reached up and grabbed the “leaf”.  It was wiggling.

And buzzing.

I looked down and realized I held a bee between my thumb and forefinger.  An angry bee that was struggling like mad, and stabbing at my thumbnail with it’s stinger.  I let out a shriek and tossed it out the door.  It bounced off the patio table and careened away.

I am allergic to bees.  This was truly my lucky day.

Quilly is the pseudonym of Charlene L. Amsden, who lives on The Big Island in Hawaii. When she is not hanging out with Amoeba, she is likely teaching or sewing. Or she could be cooking, taking photographs, or even writing. But if she's not doing any of that, she's probably on Facebook or tinkering with her blog.


  1. LOL at Brig.

    Hubby is allergic too. He knows that if he gets stung, he must get a shot of adrenaline within two hours or the consequences could be fatal, depending on where he was stung.

    A bee sting in the eye would not be pretty. You are indeed lucky!

  2. Lucky you. Good thing the bee wanted to leave as much as you wanted it to be gone.

  3. Lunk had nothing to do with it, you are a capable bee carrier upon the rims…. Glad this story did have a good ending!

  4. I agree with Brig…………..whatever were you thinking!!! Sorry I missed the trip, will try again later. xoxoox C

  5. Hey, John…..that’s cute.

    Quilly…..Sorry, this is going to be a downer…..We know lots of people allergic to bees (also peanuts) and they all carry epi-pens of adrenaline. One person forgot his precautionary medication and died within ten minutes.

    Don’t be afraid of bees. It’s no big deal to be stung, UNLESS you are allergic. Don’t think you will always have time to get to the hospital. Get an epi-pen…..please……………………Judy

  6. Melli — God is good.

    J.D. — I concur.

    Brooke — way.

    Jackie — I know, that freaked me out more then holding the bee in my hand.

    Brig — duh — why didn’t I think of that?

    Silverneurotic — believe me, the adrenaline was pumping!

    Mumma — Brig is a riot.

    Angela — Dr. John had some great thoughts on that.

    Pauline — OC says it was a very cold day and the bee just wanted to cuddle and share body heat.

    Nessa — goodness and God.

    Bill — me, too.

    Diesel — yep. Half full or half empty.

    Polona — thanks, so am I!

    Caryl — yeah, that Brig is full of …. all kinds of common sense.

    Dr. John — probably. And this huge, ugly human grabbed my face in her hands and started to squeeze. I fought her with everything I had ….”

    J.D. — for now my Doctor is content to have me carry Benedryl and report any stings to the emergency room. So far all swelling has stayed in the vacinity of the sting — no full body recactions. And despite being allergic, I am not afraid of bees. I never panic when they’re around.

  7. Holy S#!^, don’t tease the bees!

    So you saved your luck all day for the time you needed it. Very zen, great stuff!

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