I got stung in the ankle by a bee when I was about 8 years old over my childhood friend house. I didn't wanna stand back up. My sister was next door over her friend's house. Besides, getting a whooping from a belt. That pain was the second worst in my young childhood days. Somebody told my sister about it; she came through and told me to jump on her back, so she can walk me back to our grandmother's house. My grandmother did an old school treatment method by putting tobacco in the wound spot. About 10 minutes later, I was back at my friend's house