Adventures on the T
My newest obstacle has been writers block, not a lack of ideas but too many ideas all scrambled together in my head. However, when I go to type, I seem to have a lack of cohesion and flow. I am hoping that after this post, writers block will be an OBSTACLE COMPLETED...
What is America's favorite pastime?? Hint its one of my favorite things too...
People that know me know that I am a huge sports fan and I always have been. Although I do enjoy watching most sports I must agree with America and say Baseball is my favorite. From what my mom remembers is that my favorite part of my first red sox game was the train ride. Funny how things change, and now when I think of train rides and the red sox I do not have the most positive memories...
In college, my brother and his now wife had tickets and my brothers best friend, who over time has become an "older brother to me" had an extra ticket, so they met me at my dorm and we got the train from the local station. It is hard to remember specifics from games because I have been to so many games before this and so many more after. However I do recall that at this game I was toppled and stepped on going for a Big Papi foul ball, FYI, if your going to try to catch a ball in your hat, you should probably not wear a visor. Although at the bottom of the pack I had the ball some stupid drunk guy stole it from me, and I remember all the fans sitting around us were yelling at the guy. Enough of the little details, as I remember nothing crazy happened during that game, it was the return trip that was not so fun. Any one that has gone to a red sox game or to any other popular event knows leaving can be chaotic, especially the T stations. I know that if we were taking the commuter rail back to Framingham the stop is really close, no switching trains and during red sox games the last train usually will wait for game to end, unfortunately that wasn't the case this night. I remember having to make our way to the subway along with thousands and thousands of people, a lot of drunk and obnoxious people. Enough of my blabbing and onto the actual event. Once we had gotten to north station, we had noticed on the screen that our train was boarding and getting ready to leave. When we got to the correct platform I remember the conductor yelling at us to run, because they were leaving with or without us. This was back at the beginning of my journey, an athletic freshman on the roster of the division 2 River Hawks, however at this time I couldn't even run to the train without a struggle. I think this was the end of my river hawk career as well but that will be explained later. When I started college my asthma that had been really controlled went into over drive and I also started having issues with my body adjusting to dorm food and living. I remember it started the same way all of my previous attacks have, overwhelming uncontrollable coughing fits. We figured once I got on the train I could relax, use my inhalers and everything would be ok. Unfortunately, this was not the case, I tried and my family tried and even somebody else had given me there inhaler ( kind of yucky hope I didn't use it. :}) The most aggravating thing was that the train did not leave right away, we would have had plenty of time to get on the train just walking. I remember it being a very long...... ride, with some people being sympathetic and others acting ignorant and switching cars, who knew asthma was contagious. Most people that know me well know that if you ask me if I'm ok, 90% percent of the time I will say I'm fine, I'm sure this probably was the case. However at some point they decided it was time to get me help, they called for help and stopped at the next stop, where they helped me off the train and onto the platform where we waited for an ambulance. I don't remember much from there on, the next alert memory I have is being asked a lot of questions and getting a lot of pokes, which ended up being at Winchester hospital.
Before going to college I really was a metro west girl and in sports we competed against towns not to far from us, so I was very unfamiliar with the north shore, south shore and everywhere else. I was just a freshman , no car on campus so I did not get to explore to much, so I was definitely very unfamiliar with the train route we were on and very unfamiliar with hospital and medical centers the same. However when I was transported the police brought my family to meet me there, so we were stuck at some hospital we had never heard of, no car and really no idea how far away from the station the car was at. So, per usual at that time, mom was called in for help, and she too had no idea where we were, however she made it to the hospital. They had decided they needed to admit me for observation however the most important task at that time was to get the other three to the train station to pick up their car, and as I remember the ticket had a time frame on it in which the garage closed. The conclusion, I remember is that they got home safely and my mom came back to spend the night with me, when she got back however they refused to allow her to sleep in the room with me. They let her sleep on a cot in the family room. They made me stay quite a while the next day, but right about rush hour they decided I was good to go, the story of my life. After this adventure most people would probably avoid the T, but instead I make sure I am very familiar with my surroundings, And believe it or not this experience prepared me because since then I have had a few other visits to that hospital while I was working on the north shore.
The T and learning my hospitals OBSTACLE COMPLETED
Writers block- obstacle completed?, u decide.
What is America's favorite pastime?? Hint its one of my favorite things too...
People that know me know that I am a huge sports fan and I always have been. Although I do enjoy watching most sports I must agree with America and say Baseball is my favorite. From what my mom remembers is that my favorite part of my first red sox game was the train ride. Funny how things change, and now when I think of train rides and the red sox I do not have the most positive memories...
In college, my brother and his now wife had tickets and my brothers best friend, who over time has become an "older brother to me" had an extra ticket, so they met me at my dorm and we got the train from the local station. It is hard to remember specifics from games because I have been to so many games before this and so many more after. However I do recall that at this game I was toppled and stepped on going for a Big Papi foul ball, FYI, if your going to try to catch a ball in your hat, you should probably not wear a visor. Although at the bottom of the pack I had the ball some stupid drunk guy stole it from me, and I remember all the fans sitting around us were yelling at the guy. Enough of the little details, as I remember nothing crazy happened during that game, it was the return trip that was not so fun. Any one that has gone to a red sox game or to any other popular event knows leaving can be chaotic, especially the T stations. I know that if we were taking the commuter rail back to Framingham the stop is really close, no switching trains and during red sox games the last train usually will wait for game to end, unfortunately that wasn't the case this night. I remember having to make our way to the subway along with thousands and thousands of people, a lot of drunk and obnoxious people. Enough of my blabbing and onto the actual event. Once we had gotten to north station, we had noticed on the screen that our train was boarding and getting ready to leave. When we got to the correct platform I remember the conductor yelling at us to run, because they were leaving with or without us. This was back at the beginning of my journey, an athletic freshman on the roster of the division 2 River Hawks, however at this time I couldn't even run to the train without a struggle. I think this was the end of my river hawk career as well but that will be explained later. When I started college my asthma that had been really controlled went into over drive and I also started having issues with my body adjusting to dorm food and living. I remember it started the same way all of my previous attacks have, overwhelming uncontrollable coughing fits. We figured once I got on the train I could relax, use my inhalers and everything would be ok. Unfortunately, this was not the case, I tried and my family tried and even somebody else had given me there inhaler ( kind of yucky hope I didn't use it. :}) The most aggravating thing was that the train did not leave right away, we would have had plenty of time to get on the train just walking. I remember it being a very long...... ride, with some people being sympathetic and others acting ignorant and switching cars, who knew asthma was contagious. Most people that know me well know that if you ask me if I'm ok, 90% percent of the time I will say I'm fine, I'm sure this probably was the case. However at some point they decided it was time to get me help, they called for help and stopped at the next stop, where they helped me off the train and onto the platform where we waited for an ambulance. I don't remember much from there on, the next alert memory I have is being asked a lot of questions and getting a lot of pokes, which ended up being at Winchester hospital.
Before going to college I really was a metro west girl and in sports we competed against towns not to far from us, so I was very unfamiliar with the north shore, south shore and everywhere else. I was just a freshman , no car on campus so I did not get to explore to much, so I was definitely very unfamiliar with the train route we were on and very unfamiliar with hospital and medical centers the same. However when I was transported the police brought my family to meet me there, so we were stuck at some hospital we had never heard of, no car and really no idea how far away from the station the car was at. So, per usual at that time, mom was called in for help, and she too had no idea where we were, however she made it to the hospital. They had decided they needed to admit me for observation however the most important task at that time was to get the other three to the train station to pick up their car, and as I remember the ticket had a time frame on it in which the garage closed. The conclusion, I remember is that they got home safely and my mom came back to spend the night with me, when she got back however they refused to allow her to sleep in the room with me. They let her sleep on a cot in the family room. They made me stay quite a while the next day, but right about rush hour they decided I was good to go, the story of my life. After this adventure most people would probably avoid the T, but instead I make sure I am very familiar with my surroundings, And believe it or not this experience prepared me because since then I have had a few other visits to that hospital while I was working on the north shore.
The T and learning my hospitals OBSTACLE COMPLETED
Writers block- obstacle completed?, u decide.
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