And just when you thought it was safe…

So, I haven’t been able to make this post for a while. Partly because my insides still hurt from the incident, and partly because the computer was taken over by a supposedly not-malicious but extremely frickin’ nasty virus. S’gone now, and s’good.

Provincials were slightly better than heartbreaking. It was hard to watch the girls play as badly as they did, until that last game. Our weekend was shadowed by the accident Rhia had on Friday night, in the pool at the hotel.

After having spent an hour sliding down the slide without incident in the afternoon, the evening pool experience left my darlin’ without her front teeth. As she was going around the first turn of the spiral, the water pressure flipped her over, and on her stomach, she somehow caught her teeth in a space between the pieces of pipe (a space that is NOT supposed to be there, might I add). Her two front teeth were ripped right out of her gums, roots and all. They were her permanent teeth.

I’m trying to keep anything vile out of this post, because I have a contact in to a lawyer. Rhia has been hurt before, but nothing prior was as permanent as the loss of her adult teeth. It was bad, and I want to have it out with the damn hotel. If nothing else, they could have apologized, but there hasn’t even been that. We were treated like ‘served her right’ was something they were thinking. If they were, I can’t wait to be able to think ‘served them right’ when this is all over with.

The damage to her mouth is PERMANENT. Remember that, after you read the rest of this.

Some of the girls looked for the teeth in the pool. One was found (thank you Channy!) in time to be put back into her gums, but the other wasn’t found until the next day. Why? Because the twit at the desk kicked the girls out of the pool. KICKED THEM OUT, even though HE WAS TOLD WHAT THEY WERE DOING!

Am I mad? Yes, but it is a quiet, cold rage. I’m letting it build slowly, so that I can have my go, if the legal system won’t do it. And you all know how I feel about the legal system….

Oh, hey – before I forget, congrats to the Miami Midgets, who won the provincial bronze medal for their division!

And note to those with skin tag moles – OW OW OW OW OW! I just ripped one off my shoulder. The thing felt like a bruise after being irritated by the strap of the cooler bag we carry baseball water in. Bled like crazy. Now if I could get up the nerve to do the one on my neck……….