Talk about rotten luck

I went this evening for about an hour to one of my favorite spots.It is a small cattle operation I`ve hunted for two years and they gave me free of charge sole deer hunting permission in exchange for keeping Wiley in check.Had a bad breeze from the north that shifted on me now and then.I called in 4 different hides and gave up on it to go check one of my deer feeders down by Salado creek.Well I`ll be a %&*(&*( if a raccoon hadn`t tore one of my feeder motors all to ^&*(.For some unknown reason I stuck my fingers up to the feed funnel on the bottom of the barrel ,when BAM.a peircing sharp pain shot up my booger picker finger..I like to dropped my rifle and let out an oath I`ll be asking for forgiveness for a while. Note to self: DONT STICK FINGERS IN SMALL CRITTER HIDING PLACES IN TEXAS.Out of the barrel dropped one fine specimen of a red wasp,I eagerly dispatched under the Sole of my ROCKY low country`s.After a few final ,less than cordial comments regarding the dead wasp`s mother I meandered off to one final hide and set up shop.No takers on a yote needing killing but I got to watch a real nice young 8 point for a while so I guess it wasnt a total loss.Alas I had to get back home with a swollen finger and some hurt pride..I imagine I`ll be back out in a few evenings,but Im not sticking my booger picker in no more feeder funnels..

timber: was it your trigger finger?????

Had them wasps 'hit' me by the dozens.  You swell really fast.

The good thing is as you told your story I was thinking it was the coon that nailed you.  They crawl in small places.  I got nailed by a bandit one rainy night removing a small coon from a trap.  Sucker got loose from my grip and crawled up my chest and then hissed in my face from 2 inches.  I had to head grab him and he twisted and sunk those pin-like teeth deep into my left hand.  As he was bitting I had to smash his head against a large rock to kill him.

I learned two things than night.  The only good coon is a dead one made into a cap.  And I got Rabies shots now.

Keep them dogs in line.  Females now count for 3!

BEAR

I hear ya Bear on them raccoons.The little rascal trashed one of those cheap Moultrie feeder motors.You fellas have probably seen them,the round plastic ones with the 3 plastic attachment legs.I am gonna have to put varmint cages on my feeders I guess..

Thats no kidding Triggerguard.I don`t know what I was thinking sticking my fingers up in the funnel...I won`t pull that trick again..

I've seen coon guards on tripods that are just a length of 4 inch PVC pipe. Split the pipe lengthwise, and slip it over the leg. Drill the PVC and attach a short length of chain or rope, and attach it to the feeder or leg. The PVC will rotate and twist when the coons try to climb and dump them.

So has the swelling gone down enough that you can pick your nose again?
Glad you related that to all of us that same situation for me and I would be lucky to live thru it. Unfortunately for some of us an insect sting that is just an inconvinience and a little painful can be a deadly proposition.

Couple of years ago my brother and I were surveying a piece of property that was for sale.  It had everything, duck ponds, swamps heavy hardwoods.  As we moved along a swamp edge thicket I felt something on my ear, it felt like brush as I wiped it off.  Yellow jacket, and it bite my hand,  as I crushed it 4 more hit me.  I shouted and we both sprinted 100 yds in record time.

As we puffed, I looked down and there were hundreds of yellow jackets on my brothers right foot, it was totally covered and they were all stinging his 10 inch high boot.  I beat them of with a branch and we out ran them again.  The next day his leg was twice normal, looked like the skin would explode.

Bitting bugs are not to be fooled with.  They are like lightning and can strike at anytime without warning.

BEAR 

Bear, about 6 years ago I was working for a guy that had a contract with a mobile home dealership out of Oklahoma that was buying all the houses that had been abandoned in our county due to the new ordinances that had gotten passed on the age of the houses that could be relocated within the county, if they were older than a '76 they could not be moved from one park to another in the county but had to be moved OUT of the county, so people were just walking away from them when they got an eviction notice. Well I got sent out by Eldorado Ks to pick one Up and pull it to Oklahoma, I opened the front door and climbed up inside to make sure that everything was ready for transport and when I closed the screen door behind me (it was kinda windy that day) I too felt something on my ear, but it felt like someone had lit it on fire, I swatted at my ear and 3 yellow jackets fell off and I ran towards the back door of the mobile home , once I got there I discovered that the damn thing had been screwed closed from the outside and I was still being persued by my little buddies. I proceeded to rip a curtain off of the window by the back door and started swatting them down and stepping on them. After I killed about 6 of them (maybe 10 seconds) I went back towards the front door to try and get out of the house and there were still about 5 left on the nest that was in the doorjamb. While I am trying to figure out how to get past them without being stung again I felt my throat tightening up and it was getting harder to breath (total time now maybe 30 seconds) I located a broom that was close to the front door and I used that to open the screen door with the handle of the broom and I ducked low and jumped out of the house ( about maybe anther 10 seconds). Once I hit the ground I headed back up to my truck ( which I had already hooked up to the house safety chains and all) as I got to tthe right rear side of my truck I got dizzy and fell down and found that I couldnt breath well at all and didnt have the strength to stand up. Now keep in mind I am in the middle of a mobile home park with 50 or 60 houses in it and people at home on both sides of where I am at and I cant even draw in enough breath to yell for help so I crawled over to my truck and proceeded to unhook it from the house, somehow managed to climb up into it and grabbed the cell phone only to find the battery dead. I felt myself getting weaker by the second and didnt know if I could crawl to the house next door if I used the energy to climb down out of the truck (and I wasnt just gonna let myself fall from that high up) so I stuck the truck into 1st gear and drove about a mile to a convenience store (I ran the stop sign onto U.S. 54 thank God there wasnt anyone coming at that moment) got to the convenience store and fell out of the truck while trying to climb down, CRAWLED into the store and with what I thought was going to be my last breath asked the clerk to diall 911, my boss, and lastly my parents and wife.
To make a long story a little shorter the paramedics gave me 2 shots of epinephrine and a dose of liquid benadryl on the way to the E.R. in the E.R. they hit me with yet a 3rd dose of epinephrine and had me on a heart monitor , oxygen, and all that other good stuff. I spent 4 hours in that E.R. and when I was finaaly ready to be released I was told by the Doc that if it had taken another 10-20 minutes for help to arrive that I would have cashed in for good, I had been that close to death.
BLK

Bear, I too carry an epinephrine auto injector (I used to have the regular syringe) whenever I go outside for an extended period of time and away from the house (when I'm at home it is on my computer desk) . I got stung on the toungue about 4 months ago (similar situation to the one you described) but did not start going into anaphylactic shock this time so didnt have to use my autoinjector (it was a sweat bee that time). The good part about it is since it is required that I carry one while on duty with the Military I can get them free of charge on base.