Back in junior high, my school went on a field trip to Magic Mountain. We had just arrived and were heading through the gates. I turned around to say something to one of my friends and the bee flew right in. It couldn't have been timed more perfectly. If I had turned around one second earlier, the bee probably would have flown around me. One second later and it might have gotten tangled in my hair.
Anyway, this was not a worker bee. I had a bumble bee in my mouth. It couldn't have been in there for more than two seconds, but talk about panic!
Oh my god! That's a bee!
In my mouth!
I can feel the legs!
I can feel the wings!
It's fuzzy!
I didn't know what to do. Should I open my mouth and hope it flies back out? What if goes down my throat? What if I swallow it? Will I get stung in my esophagus? Am I allergic to bees? What if my tongue swells up?
I didn't want to push the bee out with my tongue or try to cough it out. I started to freak out and it flew back out. I tell you, no ride I went on that day was as terrifying as those two seconds of having a disoriented bumble bee in my mouth.
My friends asked what was going on because I was dancing around with my tongue out and I was wiping it and spitting in case there was a wayward wing or leg still in there. It was a horrid experience. I've got chicken skin remembering it.
Now it's your turn. Has anything accidentally ended up into your mouth?
(That sounded way more dirty than I intended it to!)
I actually had a similar experience. I was about 5 and put my face in a GIANT rose, and next thing you know, I've got about 3 bees in my mouth. Unfortunately, one of them stung me, but I did learn to look a little closer at the flowers I picked...
ReplyDeleteFunny you should mention it. Same thing happened to me, but I wasn't so lucky. I was at a BBQ when I was a kid and a yellowjacket landed on my hamburger. I of course did not notice and took a bite. Right away, I felt the most painful burning sensation on my tongue. I had never been stung before so I assumed it was my rubber band (remember how we all had those in 4th grade?) from my braces snapping. As I was screaming in pain, it crawled out of my mouth and flew away. That's when I knew I got stung. Good thing I wasn't allergic. The only side effect was I could only eat ice cream for the rest of the day. Not so bad.
ReplyDeleteI was stung in the butt by a wasp while in a tanning bed when I was a freshman in college. Needless to say it was the last time I went tanning!
ReplyDeleteI haven't really had anything in my mouth...other than some things at work which you REALLY don't want to know about!