First Soccer Game

Yesterday I got to go to my first ever soccer game. Well technically I got to watch two games in the price of one. My sister is doing her first year of soccer. She set out to do every sport imaginable during her senior year. That was the first reason why she wanted to do soccer in the first place. It’s very weird seeing my sister do anything other sport besides cheerleading. The last time she played another sport was when she was a freshman. She did track for the first time. I think soccer fits her, because she is a little beast when she runs and she’s also a bit mean sometimes. I’d love to see her in debate class. I bet that’s fun!

My mom told last week after she came home from last week’s game that I was going to yesterday’s game. I have never been so excited. I have never went to a soccer game before. I have always wanted to, but I didn’t know where to go and now I know seats are kind of limited. There is a big ass hill in the entrance way into the soccer field. My mom and I sat up on the gravel and she sat in a chair. To be pretty honest where we sat, we could see everything. It was cool! When we first got there I saw one of my favorite aides, Ann! I haven’t seen her for a while. Before she left to go home, she came over to talk to me during the boys game. She understands my crazy side and I understand hers!

During my sister’s game, we were watching and waiting for “bionic” to go in and play. She hardly played but she did go out there and try. Oh and I call her that because her whole left leg is covered with armor to keep it protected. She has her shin guards at her ankles. Then she’s got her leg brace that happens to be black. It’s there to protect the back of her knee. It’s kind of sweet how when I call her “bionic” or “blondie” she knows to turn around. I hardly call her “Em” anymore. Something I didn’t expect to see yesterday was my friends Brooke and Janise. I had literally turned around in my seat to turn closer to mom and I’m glad I did actually turn around because they both told me if I’d hadn’t done that they would have scared me and knowing them they would have. They sat with us and chatted a bit. I haven’t seen Brooke since May, so I was very happy to be around her. She cracks me up!

After the girl’s game ended, I told my mom, “well at least now we get to know what’s wrong with Em.” She had her head down whenever she sat out. My mom and I were racking our brains trying to guess what was wrong with her. I was right, her knee. She was packing the soccer balls and mom asked her but when they started walking towards us and noticed she took off her knee brace it was like a sign that her knee was hurting her. She wanted to stay for the boys game. She sat on the ground with us and then got up and went to her car to grab her sign for Bailey (her boyfriend) and she sat on the bleachers. We left during halftime of the boys game. It was so awesome to watch the boys play. They were really intense, and pretty amazing! I was very glad to go home during halftime. My back was killing me and I was very hungry. I ate, had Advil, and passed out at 9pm. I slept good last night.

Things I’ll See On My Walks

I don’t get to go on walks that much anymore. Whenever we’d go to my nana’s for the weekend and if we had lots of family down. We’d bring my wheelchair and sometimes, it mostly happens around Thanksgiving. My nana’s kitchen is pretty small. If we have a lot of people in there, the younger ones usually get kicked out of the kitchen. We usually go outside and do our own thing. Before there use to be a porch swing and everybody sit on it. I’d sit in my chair and go rolling (walking) around the block. I would do this about four or five times. Depending how much juice my chair would have left. That would be my time alone and I’d look around the neighborhood.

Walking around my neighborhood is a lot more difficult than my nana’s. Half of my nana’s neighborhood has a sidewalk, until you get to the right side. My side doesn’t have a sidewalk until you get the highway. We usually start there and go around the “donut” and walk along there and go straight and go back to the sidewalk to go back home. That first sidewalk to start is a bitch to drive through. Half of the blocks are cut and it makes it rough to get around, so if I can’t get through I’d go on the grass or the road. When the sidewalk is fine again I go back to the sidewalk. It’s all fun, trust me.

Around the “donut” are a bunch of pretty houses. Some are on hills and have big backyards. One thing you never want to do is go on a walk when someone is mowing. You will hope they’re mowing on the opposite of where you are, because your sinuses¬†will hate you later on. That’s autumn for you! Anyways, since you’re walking on the road, you will have one or two cars behind you and in my case, I can’t pull over fast enough and sometimes I can’t even pull off the road because where the hills are. There is a hill that goes down into a little sewage drain of water. It’s disgusting and I’m always happy to not be walking on that side, because if a car would come through I’d probably fall right into it. That would not be pretty.

One time we walked around and we were halfway there and this really small, but fast white dog came running and barking to us. We weren’t even paying attention until it started barking and we freaked out. The owner was in the backyard and said he was sorry and he won’t bite us. He was really cute–the dog, not the guy–that usually never happens. Once I went trick-or-treating with my cousin Chris and his now¬†wife and her son Dalas around the “donut” and it was so cute to see little Halloween costumes around tricking or treating. It was like 9 or 10pm so it was starting to get dark outside and I had never gone walking outside. It was so much fun, but very tiring! It’s really sad when I went with them, I even got candy. I wasn’t in costume or anything, I just got candy. Not complaining though, even though I think between my dad and sister they ate most of my candy. Oh well!