Ok, I get it...
I have a friend to my house.
We walk behind the house, stopping a couple of hundred feet from the bee hives as I explain to him what I'm doing and my plans for adding some more hives, about the price of eggs in China, etc.,.
About that time a little hussy flies by that apparently has been arguing with one of her sisters. Having a bad hair day she decides the side of my friend's neck needs some bee venom therapy.
Naturally my friend lets out a few words and swats at the sting site exclaiming that he just got stung. I think to myself "welcome to the club". I tell him I'll get some benadryl for him when we get back to my house (my epi-pen is in my back pocket). He's no longer interested in the hives and says he'd like to go inside. On the way to the house he complains that he's feeling a little faint and that he needs a drink of water...I look and see what looks like a rash spreading up his arms. As we get closer to the house I hear his breathing become a little "wheezy" or something...different from what it has been. When we get inside he collapses into a chair and is definitely having problem catching his breath...a bit of panic is beginning to show in his eyes...his wife just now notices something is wrong. I tell his wife that I'm calling 911 that I think he's having a reaction to a bee sting. The friend for the first time complains that he's having trouble breathing and promptly vomits...that rash seems to have spread some. 911 dispatches an ambulance, but, living in a rural area 10 miles from the dispatch center it may very well be 15-20 minutes before it arrives. About that time my visitor's wife yells that her husband has fainted and isn't responding to her. I've still got the epi-pen that is prescribed to me in my back pocket, I would use it, but...
My friends color is changing...getting a little blue tint to the skin...and it's really hard to tell if he's breathing. I call 911 back and tell them what's going on....the ambulance is still at least 5 minutes away...and I've still got the epi-pen in my back pocket.
Finally the ambulance gets there they try to get a line in him, they stick him with an epi-pen, one paramedic gives me a discouraging look. Somberly they load him into the back of the ambulance and head to the hospital with lights and siren going and his wife following behind them. I watch them leave, hoping with all my heart that he makes it and is ok. My epi-pen is still in my back pocket...but I haven't broken any laws because I'm a deacon in the church, a local business owner, a former cub scout, a man that opens doors for ladies, a man of high morals and ethics, and I recycle my aluminum cans, too...I'm an all around upstanding law abiding citizen.
According to our nation's legal system that the way it's supposed to work.
I'm not knocking anybody's comments here about the legality of giving someone a shot with your epi-pen. Apparently, by the books it is illegal and subject to legal prosecution if someone wishes to press it. Good information has been shared on that. It is laws such as this that keep people from being good samaritans...the fear of lawsuits and even criminal charges by simply trying to help someone. Rather than help, people hurry on their way to avoid feeling guilty for not helping...letting "someone else" (hopefully) step in the gap for that person in need. The problem is that John Q Public has adapted the herd mentality and when one person "walks on by" it seems the rest of the people do, too. The people who say "**** the torpedoes..." and go to the aid of those in need (whether they help or not, but at least try) are the heroes...those that walk on by and turn their head, well, they're not really much of anything in my book.
Warning: Rookie beek...take my postings with that grain of salt you keep in your pocket.