Allergy

I was sitting outside in the garden, and stroking me cat on the back, when I must have brushed on a flower, which angered a wild bee to attack. Accidentally I made the mistake; a mistake that brought me to my knees, and now I have been diagnosed, that I am quite allergic to bees. Well it’s not just the presence of bees, or a problem with bees on the wing, but it’s usually a flower or hive, that induces the insect to sting. I have been stung wearing no shoes, inadvertently touching a hive, had black eyes and swelling and eczema, but been lucky enough to survive. So the doc says I must be allergic, for apitoxin has built up in me, now he’s sent me for allergen tests, to stave off ‘bee inflammatory.’ While sitting in the waiting room, a Mother and daughter walked in, so we started to make conversation, on allergens which affect us within. The daughter she held up her hand, displaying a band on her wrist. It’s a band for medicinal alert, for her allergy’s that do persist. She’s allergic to peanuts and eggs, wheat, seafood and cottage cheese. Now they are worried ‘bout chocolate, but nothing was said about bees. I asked her if cats are a problem, but her answer was downbeat and flat. She lifted her eyebrows and shrugged, ‘I don’t know, for I never eat cat.’