One sunny day when I was young I was out enjoying a good game with my elder brothers. We didn’t always get on so well, but on this day we were having fun together for the whole long and warm summer day. It was so warm that I had stripped off my shirt and had been enjoying the heat from the sun and the play of air over my skin.
In the middle of this I noticed a feeling in my side. At first it was mild but it grew rapidly to a sharp pinching feeling. I looked down, and there was a wasp still with its sting in my side pumping more poison in. It had landed on me while my arms were raised and I had inadvertently squashed it when I put my arm down again. The pain was now intense. Continue reading