Residency Adventures: The Little Bear Cub That Could

Well Hello there,

If you are wondering if there is a reason I haven't written in a while, there is. Unfortunately, I was waiting for some good news to write an update, but not too much has come recently, so this is what you are going to get. Haha, don't worry there are some definite highlights from my week you are going to want to hear.

Firstly, the player that I've poured so much time and energy in has not been doing so well. After he had some really great days with no pain in his hand, he was freed to play in one of the rookie league games. It didn't go well, he only made in through two at bats. After that frustrating set back, he was sent back to SD to see the team docs....AGAIN. They decided they were going to give him a special injection to jump start healing. However, this injection means he can't do anything baseball related for another 6 weeks, and if that doesn't work they are going to cut him open again. When he came back and told me this, my heart sank, and seeing the frustration and disappointment on his face nearly killed me. I felt helpless, and I wished more than anything at that moment, that I had the answers for him. The good thing is, he has one of the best attitudes of anyone I've ever met, and he shows up for rehab everyday, even if all he can do is a cardio workout. In his free time he drew this up (pardon the language grandma, they are baseball players...)

Now, I know its hard to see, but this picture is worth a thousand words. I am the giant with the long hair and the frown on the right saying, "world peace." The reason I'm frowning is because they are trying to teach me how to have a mean face...it hasn't been working. I have developed quite a reputation here, and apparently its that I'm incapable of being mean. One player said it like this...."You see Katy, its like this. There is a Lion. Below the lion is a tiger. Way under that is a wee little bear cub. And underneath the bear cup is Katy House." Haha, now its not the first time that people have commented on my lack of meanness. And in this environment, its noticed more than ever because there are a lot of pretty strong personalities in the clubhouse. I have been taking it as a compliment that nobody out here thinks I have an ounce in mean in me ( but if they asked my bros or my roommates they would know thats not true), yet they still respect me. I'm the little bear cub that can! I'm tough on them when it comes to their rehab, and I don't let them get lazy or whine, but apparently I do it in the nicest way possible. I guess its a happy medium. By the way, I learned that niceness from my mama, she's pretty much the nicest person I've ever known.

In other news, I am currently car-less. So I may not make it back to California. Seriously. If anyone has a car they would like to hand out, please let me know. Free physical therapy for life if you get me a car. Also, Dom and I hiked to the top of Camelback mountain, and yes it was over 100 degrees and we nearly died. It was worth it.