I’m scared of Jellies. Jelly Fish.
Now you might be thinking, the more I read your blog, Babe, the more it seems you are scared of everything.
That might not be too far off the mark. You might remember my previous post about things I’m scared of, more scared of, Than Sharks. And maybe OneDay I’ll make a post about things I’m not scared of, although it might be a much shorter list.
Today, I’ll stick with, I’m scared of Jellies. Not like, deathly afraid of them. There are things I’m more scared of, like zombies, but I definitely have some fear. Because Jellies, they don’t have brains. They don’t attack the people who threaten them, or the people who get in their face. They don’t attack people who look like they are asking for it, they don’t attack, Period. They just inadvertently drift into people and do damage.
They don’t even have to be alive to hurt you. Or fully in tact. If you are in a salt water pool, with filtration from the ocean, pieces of jellies can filter in and sting you.
But damn, are they beautiful. And really, not all jellies hurt.
Maybe I’ll rephrase. I’m moderately worried of Jellies.
*Friday’s safety tip, if you are stung by a jelly:
1) remove nematocysts by scraping the affected area with whatever…a knife’s edge, a razor, a fin, anything.
2) Pour vinegar, rescrape, repour vinegar.
3) Take an antihistimine.
4) now you’re all good. chillax.