Meghan got stung by a bee on Sunday night...little bastard was hiding in my car waiting. OK, so maybe not that dramatic, but one would have thought that. He got her twice. Once on the back of the left thigh and another on the outside of her right calf. Poor thing FREAKED *understandbly*. Mom and I could.not.figure.out what the problem was. We got her inside and finally found out what the problem was. Sprayed her with a little Benadryl, put her back in the car (after killing the bee and tossing his ass in the burn barrel) and drove home. Got her home, she went to bed and slept until 8am. When she woke up in the morning she was fine and there was very little sign of what had happened the night before.
Fast forward to this morning. She wakes up and starts telling me she has an 'ouchie'...I ask her to show me and she points to the back of her leg. I look at it and the bee sting site has swollen again and there's a lovely little rash around it...I call the Peds to see what they have to say (since it was free and clear and now it was returning) and they said to bring her in...we get an appointment. There was enough time to make a few errand stops so we do so...while we're in Office Max she starts getting the blotches all over her face...primarily on her forehead. Daddy shows up, we show him, and then head over to the Doc's office. By the time we get there they're mostly gone (ain't that the way it always is?) and there's only a small section of them on her cheek under her left eye.
The pediatrician checks her out and rules it a "Histamine Reaction"...so now she's on Benadryl every 6 hours until it clears. Poor sweetie.
