Friday, April 28, 2006
Dear Sage, Last night while you were watching TV I took a nap. It did not last. Few minutes later I heard you cry out in pain. That was unusual. You cry when you have tantrums but when you are in pain you hardly do so because I noticed that your tolerance is quite high. (Your Mom and I realized that when we give you your vaccination shots. You actually look forward to them. When you had an infection instead of giving you medicines to drink, you preferred that they be given as injections into your thighs)
Anyway, at first your Lola and I were confused. You held up your hand and on the lateral aspect of your Left middle finger we thought there was a small, linear laceration. Although it was not bleeding the line had a dark color. We thought it was caused by a rodent but you insisted that it was an insect. We put ice on your hand. That calmed you down a bit when you felt its coolness. I looked for the insect under the bed. At first I couldn't figure out what it was because it was about a yard away from the edge. All I could see was that it had moving legs. When I used the broom to push it from the dark belly of the bed into the light, I saw that it was just a small bee with vestiges of wings sprouting out of it's back. No wonder it caused you so much pain. And the linear bite mark? it turned out to be the sting. I had to remove it with a pair of tweezers.
I crushed the bee underneath the rug. Well, it was dying anyway.