I am allergic to stings and carry an epi pen. However, fat lot of good that will do me if I don’t see the little blighter and he stings me in one of the many “dead zones” created by my neurological injury.

In fact, my husband has to check me over every night for burns, splinters, bites, etc…. Surprisingly, that’s a whole lot less erotic than it might sound to the uninitiated. On the positive side, I no longer have to shell out for Novocain at the dentist and I’m saving a fortune on oven mitts.