i hate bees!

two bumble bees almost killed me! at least that was how i'd look at it when i had this freak accident with my scooter on my way home yesterday. i was really annoyed at myself for letting this happen - and i just hated the bumble bees! oh well, this is not the first time i got "attacked" by bumble bees while driving my scooter. they probably hate me just as much? grrrr!

yesterday afternoon, i finished work early and headed home with my scooter. i took the same route pretty much concentrated of the traffic around me - i didn't expect two huge bumble bees to fly straight into my helmet's half-open visor and dance excitedly between my eyes! this was when i lost total control of my scooter as i instinctively tried to wave them off my face with my hands and lost momentary focus on the road that sent my scooter swerving to my left - i was lucky to avoid the roadside wall by a margin. i don't exactly remember how i landed on the grassy side of the pavement - only that i was too shaken to even get up. i was more worried about my bike (and my computer that was left hanging on the right side of the bike). i was thankful for the two other bikers who stopped and helped me sit up - it was then that i felt that my right knee went numbed. i immediately noticed the tear on my jeans (mind you, they are new!) and scrape on my right foot. otherwise, i felt ok as i could feel all my bones intact and in its right place - only that my whole body was shaking so bad - i can't even remember how to turn off my scooter and just watched it purring on the sidewalk. another motorist stopped by to check if i need an ambulance - what good samaritans! i didn't exactly felt any need for one but i did ask for help to lift my bike upright and check if it's still working and able to be driven back home. after inspection, i chose to drive home with my bike, with a little objection from my "rescuers" who recommended that i seek medical assistance at the nearby hospital. i declined apologetically, thanked them and then drove away.

day 1 - fresh wounds

day 2 - ballooning knee

halfway home, i felt how my right knee numbed all the more that i could hardly feel my foot - it hurt like hell! when i finally reached our driveway and saw my hubby working on his car, i felt relief - home at last! my hubby helped me off the bike and he parked the bike inside the garage. when he learned of what happened, he just laughed and said: "next time, leave the bees alone." - well, that's his way of saying "thank god, you're safe back home" ... that's my hubby, my "rock" on this crazy world of unexpected circumstances.