I hate bees.
I realize they play a very important part in nature. I could care less tonight. A bee attacked me today, literally. We've had a bit of a bee problem on the playground at school for a week, with an excess of them hanging out by one of the slides. They may be looking for a place to build a hive, I don't know, but there have been too many hanging around and freaking the kids out. Miraculously no one has gotten stung....until a student yesterday. And today? Moi.
I was standing at recess just holding my Starbucks in one hand and my other hand casually hangning by my side and Kerry mentioned that there were a lot of bees out again today. I agreed and then immediately felt a burning, no, an INTENSE fire on the inside of my wrist. I held it up to look and saw the stinger sticking out of my inner wrist. Before I could say WTF the bee came crawling out of my sleeve! Well, what do I do? The usually calm, collected one in a crisis? I grab my wrist and say, "Help me, help me, what do I do? Gimme a credit card! I need a credit card! OMG help me!" Now before you judge (I was not screaming, just intensely speaking) let me just say that this pain was intense. A burning like fire right on the most sensitive part of the inside of the wrist. Like a hot poker. So Barb, the special Ed preschool teacher, said, "Use your badge!" the one hanging on my neck with my keys that has my school ID on it. I held it out to her and said "YOU DO IT!!" as I pulled my head back so I didn't have to look. She grabbed it and my wrist, tried to scrape it but couldn't reach it because I had my head backed away (by this time I hoped the little bugger was dead. I would have liked to stomp on it myself). Barb told me she couldn't scrape it because it wouldn't reach so I had to lean in closer and she scraped it off. The pain did NOT cease, and she sent her assistant in for an ice pack which immediately took away the pain.
I went to the office to let the principal know that they needed to get someone out from the district to look into the bee problem. Get someone to spray or do something. We have too many students out there and if one gets stung for the first time and is highly allergic, we could have a problem. She put in a work order.
The funny thing is that I had put a student on time out for a couple of minutes right at the start of recess. After dealing with my bee drama, it was time to go in so I blew my whistle and he came up to me, and waving his hands like he was Italian, said " Teacher, why didn't you let me go play? Now we have to go in!" I looked at him and said "Look buddy, I got stung by a bee and completely forgot you were on the bench. Sorry!" He just looked at me like that was no excuse at all!
It was not that hard to teach the rest of the day and the kids were fascinated by the mark and swelling and redness on my arm. It didn't hurt too much but I got a raging headache by lunch. At 1:00 I got a call from my mom that the high school called and Alex was sick and needed to be picked up. I had to distribute my Laters Gators to the other teachers so I could run up to Woodside and get him and drop him off at moms and then run back down before dismissal. He was a bit peeved that I pulled him out of class because he missed some research time in the lab, but he's the one that made the initial call. Now he is in bed with the stomach flu but insists on going to school tomorrow because of all the responsibilities he has and a couple of meetings. He gets his stubbornness from me I suppose.
After school I actually was productive and did long overdue cleaning and filing and the wrist was not so bad. Once I got to my moms later and did homework with Cassie before we all left for the gym, it started hurting a lot more. I realized that I had trouble bending the wrist either way because of the pain and swelling and when I got down to try to do a push up......OUCH! Intense pain. Great.
Class was super packed. The men came back ;-) I had 7 and recognized two new male faces from last week. It's cool that more men are getting over their "oh it's just for girls" class. The weird thing is two of my regular guys came to the front row tonight. I NEVER have guys in the front row, but HELLO, right in front of me. I had to shift a bit to the right because it was so unnerving!
I told them all I was going to a training this weekend and that I was going back to 79 for the week to brush up on chorey, and that I was stung by a bee and may not be able to do pushups. That got a chuckle since I've been encouraging them to get off their knees. I felt some discomfort during biceps, and tricep dips? Excruciating. Lunges - I rubbed the bottom of my shoes with my hands (thanks for the tip Amanda!) and did not slip at all. But I have to say that even less than 2 weeks away from this release......the intensity of this release and how hard it is and how AMAZING it is is very obvious! Wow.
Shoulders......OUCH. I tried, so hard, to get on my toes but the pain in that wrist was unbearable so I did them all on my knees, which was still excruciating and I cursed silently in my head for all 8 in the beginning and all 16 at the end. All I can say is this better improve by Sunday. I mean, what if I'm given the shoulders track? I'm screwed if I can't do pushups!
I just may keep the kids in from recess tomorrow if there are still bees out. I don't need any more drama in my life, thank you very much. Today was plenty.
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