A glove that fits

I did something today that I haven't done I think since I was maybe 10: I got a new baseball glove. Isaac and Lucy have been in a community softball / t-ball thing and I forgot how much I enjoyed playing catch as a kid. I spent a lot of time playing catch. A silly amount. Never was much of a batter or actually playing a game, but catch or "running bases" was a lot of fun.

So I biked over to Canadian Tire and bought a glove on sale. A "training" softball, and a bat. Today when the kids came home from school they saw my new glove and Isaac just lost it. Hangry. But after dinner I went out and played a bit of catch with him and then with both him and Lucy using a tennis ball.

I had such a great time. It's a new glove so it's not worked in, but it instantly took me back 30 year ago. The glove felt like an extension of me. I actually felt competent, which is a huge change for me compared to me playing soccer with the kids. It's very weird to have not done something for so long, and then it feels like the skills are instantly back. I don't think that I even played catch in highschool and I don't have much memory of doing it when we moved to Ottawa, so it would have all been before I was 11.

I hope that we can play well together, ideally at a close baseball diamond. I'm mostly worried that the kids will try to bludgeon each other with the bat, so that'll be a bit of a concern. I really hope that we're past that now.

Did I mention that I've got myself a bat, ball, and glove? Yeessss... so excited. :-D

Narcan

Last night on the way to watch a play were the main character suffers from an opioid addiction and OD's on fentanyl, ironically - don't you think, we witnessed just that.

Biking by a major transit station, someone was flat out and someone was doing mouth to mouth. Turns out that it was the child of the rescuer. That child is only 8 years older than our oldest. The desperation, fear, and terror from the mom as she tried to save her child was hard to see.

We didn't have any narcan / naloxone. They were already on the phone with 911. Laura helped with that too because the lady was having a hard time emotionally explaining where we were. But I honestly believe that Laura saved that woman's life when she asked the mom a simple question: "Do you have any naloxone?". They thought that they given it to their kid before. She quickly searched her bag, and thankfully, she had some. And it worked.

I heard the sirens and went to redirect the ambulance over. Shortly after that the police and fire showed up as well. It now being in the hands of first responders, we biked away.

But honestly, that's fucked up.

We had talked about carrying some narcan with us. Just toss it in your bike bag. But holy shit that... It's not good that we hadn't gotten any yet. We will correct that.

I hope that girl gets the help she needs. I hope that she'll be okay.