Suddenly I heard wild terrified screaming. I run outside and see my sister holding my son while coming up the stairs. He had been stung by a hornet and was inconsolable. I took my son from her and cradled him while he yelled and screamed with tears streaming down his face. My other sisters quickly rallied around me and I was given an ice pack, benedryl cream and some allergy medicine. He didn't calm down. He screamed as though he was in a night terror. At that point I knew he wouldn't be calmed down for a while. All you can do when he is so terrified and hurt is just hold him and wait. Ice pack firmly clasped to his bite near his ear, and smothered with benedryl cream I waited. I rocked and soothed and waited. Soon, my Mother came out and stood next to me, and held my hand. While I comforted my son, My mother comforted me, her daughter.
You never stop being a mother.