Take me out to the Dawg's game
Take me out to the crowd
Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jacks
I don't care if I never get back...
Okotoks Dawgs baseball team was losing by one run last Tuesday night. It’s the bottom of the ninth, two outs on the board, bases loaded, and two strikes against our player at bat. Any pitch could end the game, and he keeps popping foul balls into the netting. The 2000+ hometown crowd has little faith but we can’t look away. Somewhere behind home plate a small voice calls out ‘You can do it!’ Then the bat cracks and a line drive skips almost to the wall. As runners round the bases, the stands and Dawgs’ dugout erupt. Baseball at its nail-biting finest. I couldn't stop smiling and wishing my dad was there. Maybe he was.
All the way home, a lightning storm flashed across the northern sky. Thank you, Jeremy Klaszus, for taking me out to the ballgame and for a once-in-a-lifetime evening. You’re right, that is one fine little ballpark with a great team and community behind it.
I’m doing pretty well these days, no head pain despite losing brain cells and fighting fatigue. This spring’s focus was exercise and cycling—and lots of physio on a wonky knee. My sister holiday in Victoria was wonderful. We ate delicious meals and scored a secret tour of the BC legislature back rooms, including the elegant legislative library. We three also wedged our Swedish milkmaid hips into a bike rickshaw bench for a harbour area tour. Note to self: next time don’t be the last bum in.
My cancer exercise program ended in June with me in better shape, plus a knee brace and a new physiotherapist. In early June David and I cycled with friends part way to Highwood Pass a couple weeks before the highway opened to car traffic. These same friends, Stephan and Andrea (Punch and Andy), have planned an ingenious little cycling holiday in late July that can accommodate my intermittent need for rest. Physio and training rides are priorities now. I’d love to live by the ‘I’ll sleep when I’m dead’ philosophy, but fatigue is insidious, bringing out parts of me that are best addressed with TLC and naps.
My next MRI is at the end of August. We’ll have medical news and maybe more plans for the fall to share. I love that many of you come to catch up with each other at these pub nights, and the buzz in the room you create. See you all at summer’s end!
NEXT PUB NIGHT: Tuesday, September 10, 2019, from 6-8 pm at Elite Brewery at 1319 Edmonton Trail NE. Street parking as of 6 pm. All are welcome. Come!