This reminds me of my first year beekeeping. I was a member of a small association who had two hives in a big park. They were not well maintained.
So I volunteered to check them one Sunday because no else was available.
That Sunday was a real hottie, so I thought no need for wellies its too hot.
Because of my deafness I do not hear any noise from the bees.
Right, smoker in hand and off I go. Smoked them and left it a min or so then I proceeded to take off the roof. So fa so good. As I lifted off the crown board I was attacked by thousands of bees, they just swarmed all over me, and especially round my ankles. I was being stung to high hell around my ankles. I just put everything back as it should be and got the hell out of the apiary.
That evening both my lower legs became extremely swollen and I could hardly walk due to the pain. I eventually got to Accident & Emergency and explained what happened, and I was immediately taken to see the doctor.
He started to pull out the barbs from both legs and gave up after 200. They kept me in overnight as by now I couldn't walk. Eventually the swelling went down and I came home.
So now if I ever get stung it does not bother me as there is no swelling or itchiness.
Needless to say I had certain words which are not printable to the apiary manager when I saw him.
Regards;