Wasps Really Sting

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.  Isn't that what they say?

I was stung by a wasp...that didn't kill me.  Did it make me stronger, or add character as Keane says?  Yes, and this is how.

Firstly, it hurt.  I screamed, and I ran when I saw what got me.  I found some spray for bites and such, and I sprayed some on my arm, and then sprayed more, and then even more.  After the initial pain went away, I wasn't concerned with it until the following day, when my arm was swollen and red around the sting, and the red spot kept growing, itching, and looking more inflamed.  It was a holiday and I had to wait until the next day to schedule an appointment to see my doctor, and then the morning after that (4 days later) I was to have an appointment.  Four days later is about the time that wasp stings start to look better.

I debated going to the doctor but I had already taken the morning off work to do so.  I called the doctor's office to find out how much a doctor's visit for someone without insurance would be.  It was more than I wanted to pay, especially with fear that I was going for nothing.  I was going to go...I wasn't going to go...I called Keane who informed me that I should go to be safe.  I went.  But the whole point of my story is this:

Four minutes until my appointment, I called and cancelled.  Nine minutes after my scheduled appointment time, I called to see if I could still come in.  "No, I'm sorry, we won't be able to get you in until this afternoon or tomorrow."  I completely freaked out.  It was only nine minutes after my cancelled scheduled appointment. 

"I'll just come in and be late to my scheduled appointment.  I will wait if I have to." 
"I'm sorry, but the nurse is already booked with her 8:30 appointment."
"I can be there in just a minute."
"I'm sorry, but we can schedule something for tomorrow morning."
"I can't!" 
"You can't what, ma'am?" 
"I can't take off any other time."
"What time do you have to be at work in the morning, hun?"
"At 8:00.  Can't I just come now and be late for my appointment?"
"We can't get you in this morning."
"If someone shows up nine minutes late to their scheduled appointment, would you turn them away?" 
"Well, the earliest we can do is 9:00." 
"That's fine.  I'll be there immediately." 

I apologized to the secretary.  She was doing her job and I was being that obnoxious lady.  The same obnoxious lady who took the morning off a couple weeks ago to try to get the veterinary clinic to rearrange their entire schedule to fit me in to look at my cat who was losing fur...probably because of fleas the secretary told me.  I hate being that woman.  You know, the one who thinks the world revolves around them.  Luckily, the secretaries were forgiving, understanding, and showed pity compassion for me and my stressors.

I was in and out of the doctor's office before 9:00.  I got prescribed some strong cream to put on my sting site, and I got a tetanus shot.  I also know now that if a wasp sting spreads, it is most likely due to the poison and gravity.  I did not go for nothing.  I went for peace of mind.

What didn't kill me -- the sting, the stress, the taking a morning off work -- only made me stronger.  In some way or another, I'm sure that it did.