
After church when I saw him, he showed me his arm and I immediately pulled him over to Steve Bickel - the resident pastor/pharmacist. Treatment required: Benadryl.
When Matt arrived home, his arm was swollen even more and he was finding it extremely difficult not to scratch it. Treatment required: anti-itch cream. Sounds good, right. He found some cream upstairs that he apparently really lathered on - BIG TIME lathered on. It seemed to help. Or, was it all in his head?
My friend Allyson was over and we were all watching The Amazing Race when she slipped into the kitchen for a cookie. When she walked back out, her face was turning a bright pink and she looked like she was holding back laughter. I asked her a few times what was going on and she finally whispered in my ear that the cream Matt was using was this. Of course I cracked up and then told Matt to check out the cream he had been using. He got up, walked into the kitchen and broke out in his deep laughter upon the discovery.
I cannot believe you just blogged this! He will NEVER live this down!
ReplyDeleteI know, poor Matt. However, he gave me permission which is an indication to me of both his humor and humility. Still today, he is laughing at himself.
ReplyDeleteAt the time, Matt was thinking it was working but let's be honest - there ain't no way! He is still laughing at himself over the mistake. He actually had a severe reaction and is now armed with an epi-pen for any future bites. The doctor said that the next sting could be fatal without the meds on hand. I like bees by the way, thanks to the book, "The Secret Life of Bees." :)
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