[Crowbob]

One fine late summer day I was pushing the mower over a nest of them ground bees we called ‘em.

Wham! X 3 on my leg smacked ‘em off then I started running and Whamagain! X2. Lips went numb. Then MYWHOLEBODY went into hyper itchybody mode.

Chief Sandwicher was taking her good ole time lollygagging and mozying down the road taking me to the ER until I asked her quite calmly why isn’t her foot buried in the floor, you want me to die IN YOUR CAR?

Think anaphylactic shock.

In the ER being pumped up with adrenaline and steroids and whatnot and about the time my throat closed up, I started to cry thinking I’m not gonna see my kids again when all of a sudden I felt completely normal, like I was dead.

But I wasn’t.

Doc had already said to Sandwicher I was close and to pray or whatever she thought was appropriate for times like these. Because if I didn’t snap out of it in the next few seconds, I never would.