The pool water is still quite cold but it doesn't slow me down. Or the kids. Yesterday, while swimming Emily let out a yelp and insisted that she was stung by a bee. We knew it was something but couldn't figure out just what. So today while I was swimming in the deep end I felt this horrible zap in my arm...it welted up and burned. I believe ya now kid...karma took care of ya ;). Oh wait...then Ethan got it on his chest. He proceeded to yell out that he had a third nipple. That got a chuckle out of the ladies lounging in their chairs. But karma (just to make sure I understood this little life lesson) had me get it in the other arm as well. This one caused a blurted out "ahhhhhh". I couldn't help myself. I guess I wasn't the only casualty because some other little kids were wondering what was going on. I promised I would google. And google I did.
Flying ants called "swarmers" seem to have this modus operandi. They like the shiny pools and land in them then drown like morons . If they are so lucky as to find a tube or noodle to climb on...they are lucky. If they find a human we are not so lucky. The welt goes away quickly enough but for a few moments it does indeed smart. From what I've read they go as fast as they come so I'm hoping they will be on their way.
I thought with all of those years of obsessively sitting on my ladder saving each and every winged creature that landed in my pool that I would've been spared... but I guess karma makes up the rules. In the meantime, I will just have to swim faster and float around less.
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