I hate the feeling of helplessness that I experienced yesterday afternoon. I wanted to take the pain away. I wanted to turn back the hands of time and stop it from ever happening but of course I couldn’t.
Emily and James were happily playing in the backyard when James came rushing inside, incredibly distressed. He told us that a bee had just stung his foot. He was shaking with a mixture of shock and pain.
Even though it’s only happened a couple of times before we know that he reacts badly to bee stings. I tried to calm him down while Pauline grabbed an ice pack. His foot started to swell and go red and so we gave him something to bring down the swelling. We kept a close watch on him until he went to sleep and then checked on him regularly.
Things are much better today and he’s off at school with his sore foot. Amazing that such a small sting can cause such a reaction and such pain.
I will always do everything in my power to protect my family but there are so many times that it’s simply beyond my power to do anything. That’s when I’m so thankful that there’s someone far more powerful than me that loves my family even more than I do who I can trust to care for them.
Posted by Rodney Olsen
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Bless his little heart….I know that feeling of wanting to protect them. My son was the victim of teasing from other kids when he was young (at 6 feet tall 200 lbs. no one teases him now!) and it KILLED ME to see him hurting.
James is blessed with you and Pauline as parents.
Watching someone we care about in pain is always difficult… For some people, bee stings can require immediate medical attention. If you haven’t done so already, I encourage you to talk with your son’s pediatrician.
I remember one of the first times I got stung by a bee….we were in the backyard stomping on the clover with thongs on…pretty dumb in hindsight!
Also, in a way I’m glad that their problems are so easy to fix (it won’t always be that way).
Kids are so ready to trust you. Like, for instance, the first bee-sting I remember getting, my grandfather flicked it out with a needle threaded with red cotton. He said the red cotton stopped it stinging. And, by golly! It worked. Hang on. That must have been a splinter. Who uses a needle to get a bee sting out? Meh.