I don't remember the first time I got stung but this reminded me of when I was about seven I used to get a big mayonnaise jar and see how many live bees I could capture in it. In the spring the bees were everywhere and it was pretty easy. I'd just go up to a flower and catch a bee in the jar and then go get another one. Of course the more bees I had in there the harder it was to catch another one without one already inside getting away. I used to get about 20 or 25 in a jar. Then I'd walk into the house with the jar full of bees under my arm, set it on the kitchen table and ask my Mom to make me a sandwich. I sure put Mom thru a lot
Once while surfing I paddled into a couple Portuguese Man o' Wars. One wrapped completely around my hand and another brushed against the length of my body. It felt like I was on fire. I've also stepped on a stingray and had to go to the emergency room for that.
I'll take a little bee sting any day
