I've never been stung by a bee or a wasp to date, though I have some interesting stories about them :
- on my first placement as an early education student, a wasp randomly flew into the kinder room during our lunch break between kinder sessions. We had a number of confirmed anaphylaxic children (though not to wasps) coming in the afternoon group, and the 3 staff members were varying degrees of scared-to-terrified of the wasp - and there were maybe 6 more wasps visible on the playground outside. Process of elimination left me the best choice to try and kill the wasp once they'd decided that should happen (I was the tallest and it was on the ceiling, and I wasn't terrified, basically). There wasn't time to call anyone else in, and a couple of staff were, frankly, approaching hysteria levels as time ticked on. So I climbed on a chair and swatted the wasp dead, then stood on it to make sure. The kinder door was carefully opened and closed to let each arrival in/out to stop any other wasps getting in, and we stayed inside the whole session for the only time ever that year. Expert advice was sought later in the day to deal with any further incidents, not that we had any.
- at a different workplace I was supervising a mixed age group of children outside with another educator in the late summer. There had been a *lot* of bees out a couple of weeks previous as a hive was apparently relocating and had set-up in a tree in the yard before moving on - so we had been stuck inside for much of that time. We were still being very watchful, though had not had any bee stings so far. We set up a water-play table and had only just turned the tap off when a child yelped in pain, clutching their hand that had been in the water. Somehow a bee had gotten to the water without anyone noticing. After the initial shock, the child was fine and fascinated by the dead bee lol, it ended up being a nice teachable moment for the children instead of an "incident".
- one day I was a nanny with my 2 year old charge at the local park, "fishing" in the muddy creek/puddle as we usually did, when I spotted a truly magnificent European wasp. I had never seen anything like it in real life, it was just huge and so beautiful in a terrifying way. Of course, Mr 2 did NOT want to stop "fishing" (waving around a muddy stick indiscriminately with much flapping), and I was not going to risk either of us getting stung. Luckily I only ever saw the 1 wasp, and I already had my phone camera out to take photos of Mr 2 playing to send to mum. So I took photos of the wasp and enticed Mr 2 to "help" me take more photos (whilst conveniently holding both his hands + body so he couldn't move too much). Once I had my balance and a good grip on Mr 2 (who was now determined to "fish" - catch - that wasp up, because toddlers don't do "easy" lol), I got us clear of that area and cuddled Mr 2 as he sobbed out his heartbreak. After *that* I took a deep breath then google-image-searched to find out wtf kind of wasp it was, then called my nanny mum to let her know, and she sent the photos to the local council as it was not a type of wasp known to be in the area. It was dealt with before anyone was injured, at least as far as I know.