Well, today was going well- the sun came out, Caleb was in a good mood, had a great nap, etc. We went for a short trip to Wal-Mart and then made a stop at the post office. All was good. When we got home I opened the door to the sun room, as Caleb loves to play in there on warm days. I saw something I fear......a wasp! Usually Zack kills them, but he wasn't home from work yet, so in order for Caleb to play in the sun room, I knew I had to kill the wasp. "You can do this" I kept telling myself (I am ridiculous, I know :). I bravely took "Green Eggs and Ham" (truth) and nailed the wasp a few times. He looked very dead. I even let Caleb hit it a few times :) Again, it seemed very dead. But, for whatever reason, I let it lay there. This turned out to be a very bad decision. Well, Caleb came back into the kitchen with me and began chasing Pooh (our dog) around the house with "Green Eggs and Ham" threatening to do the same thing to Pooh as he did to the wasp (maybe letting him help kill the wasp was the first mistake?). I began fixing dinner and glanced Caleb going back into the sun room. Only a few minutes later, screaming ensued. I knew instantly what had happened- he had picked up the wasp, all because I had not removed it from the sun room! What kind of mother was I????? I came running and picked Caleb up as he was screaming and crying. I tried to see where the wasp had stung him (I assumed it was on the hand, as the wasp had been moved from its original location), and soon realized that Caleb was touching his mouth! It was his lip, evident by the swelling! Poor guy! I stayed pretty calm, immediately thinking that I needed to find the Children's Benadryl. But, instead I called my mom (always seems to be the default decision). I could barely hear over Caleb's screaming, but she said she would call Punky (my mother-in-law, also a former pediatric nurse) and suggested I call the pediatrician, which I did...but no answer! So I went for the Benadryl, which thankfully Punky confirmed as the right decision. I also gave Caleb a frozen plastic thing (good description, I know :) and he knew what to do with it! All in all, it went pretty well, and after about 15 minutes, the crying ceased and Caleb seemed to be okay, even smiling, just with a very fat lip.
I know I wrote this in a comical manner, but seriously, we are very thankful that he did not have a more serious reaction and that he appears at this time to not be allergic to wasp stings. I know it could have been so much worse! I am so thankful that God was watching over us and allowed us all to stay calm and make good choices. Hopefully next time, I will make better choices to begin with!