With absolutely no reference to Sophie Tucker, billed as 'The Last Of The Red Hot Mamas,' a woman of many talents, active on stage and screen from 1903-1965, I was, in fact, a red-hot mama yesterday. It was almost fascinating to watch the swelling, heat, and redness grow in the wasp-stung arm yesterday. Aside from the fact that it hurt like blue blazes (my, all these colorful descriptions), the swelling continued from nearly the shoulder to the wrist until I could hardly bend the arm, and the skin was so taut it was stretched to the max and itched. The right arm was twice the size of the left. Not a pretty sight. Needless to say, nothing got done and I didn't care.
It's some better this morning...at least I have an elbow again. Still red, still hot and painful, with squooshy edema, but better! I have not one good word to say about wasps, believe me.
Stay safe. Be well.
1 comment:
Holy moly that is SOME reaction. Glad you have an elbow. Tomorrow I hope to read that you have a wrist.
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