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How to Deal With Bee Stings

Back when I was young, I was walking to the local store when a bee stung my foot.  The venom sack was still attached and pumping.  I screamed.  A woman that lived in the house I was in front of came running out to help me. When I told her I was stung and she saw the stinger in my foot she calmly told me to not touch it and she would be right back. She ran into her house. I sat there watching the venom sack pumping and adding pain with each pulse. She quickly returned with a plastic card (I think it was her driver's license) and a slice of raw onion. She looked at the angle the stinger went in at, explaining that stingers have barbs on them that pull the stinger out of the bee when it stings so you have to be careful removing them. She put her thumbnail below the stinger to open the skin to easily release the barbed stinger and used the plastic card to scrape the stinger out over her nail. The pain did not stop, but then she put the raw onion slice on the sting and held
A friend recently recommended that I start a blog of my stories. I have tried this before, but I have found myself thwarted by computers that had limited lifespans and I have lost them. I am hoping that soon I will be able to add pictures to these stories. Pictures add so much to stories. We loved pictures when we were little in children's books and we can see that posts online that have pictures often times draw more attention than those with just text. It seems that stories without pictures need more substance. Do I have the substance to capture your attention? I really don't know, but I will just be honest and share and let you decide if you want to follow. Tonight one of the next door neighbor's children came over to see if I had money to pay him to do chores for me. I don't have money at this time for that, so I told him when I have money I will let him know, but he didn't want to go back home. I told him that I was not able to sell any of my artwo