So lately I have had a crappy summer. I mean it has been nothing but babysitting and Doctor visits. But even the babysitting had to end when I woke up one morning and found that I couldn't stand, not even with the help of a cane. It only got worse when the hallucinations got out of control, apparently it is at the point where docs are thinking about the possibility of schizophrenia, but they quickly found a medication to reduce the symptoms for now. But they say with a little more tinkering I won't have any more hallucinations or hear any more voices. (You know they are extremely irritating, it is like having your father yell at you like when you were little and you sucked at ballet, but was teh awesomeness in baseball but instead of it just being in the mini-van it is like always).

When my parents found out that I couldn't walk the first thing, they did was smile, and then they called my friends' parents to say that I couldn't go on the camping trip, but that pissed me off. But when they called my crush's parents they had a better response then "Oh I am so sorry, well my daughter will miss your daughter on the trip". My crush's parents said, "Well we thought that might happen, that's why we put in reservations for Guerneville also. You know they have wheelchair ready campsites and facilities. Our daughter is calling all of her friends to see if it would be okay. And we know that you would be uneasy about sending her off alone. So we are coming as chaperones, and don't say that we don't know how to take care of your daughter. Because my wife was a nurse for UCSF's Children's Hospital before she became a landscaper, and I, while I may be a coroner, and you know that takes an MD, right? So I think that may settle most of your fears. But I think you can put the rest of those fears on the back burner till she goes to college, because you know my daughter is going to the same Uni in about two years. And you know, HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA" then he hung up. My parents couldn't say no, because my social worker and doctors and my high school teachers were all on my parents’ cases about not letting the wheelchair thing affect my life.

So last Friday they picked me up in the afternoon...in a San Francisco Coroner's Office van, which was fricken hilarious. My parents looked totally appalled by the idea. But when I saw the reasoning behind the van. The van had a ramp in the back so I was able to roll myself in, instead of the slightly embarrassing, everyone hauling my 175lb ass into a seat. That was nice of them. So a few of my friends where already in the van and the rest of them were following us in their own cars. The ride there, my crush's little brother, did his rendition of Spring Awakening (which considering he is 11, was adorable). He then went on to talk about how we are lucky to be girls because we get prettier stuff. I got a kick out of that, I just told him, he could trade all the action figures his aunts insist on giving him for all the flowery crap my aunts give me. He was happy about that. I found that most of my friends are having equally boring summers and equally stubborn parents. Since we were in a coroner's van, we thought it was funny to make it look like zombies were attacking the people on the inside. So using my crush's little brother's theater make-up kit we made ourselves look like zombies or zombie victims. And since I was on lookout cuz I couldn't stand, so whenever I saw a car full of kids, my friends would act out a zombie attack in the front seats and some people getting slammed to the back windows by zombies. My crush's dad said that we managed to get some people panicking and speeding ahead but a few people just flipped us the bird. We shortly got to the campsite after we waited for the rest of our friends to arrive, and then when they did and they approaching the van, we burst out like it was a full on zombie attack. We all had a good laugh at that.

We then proceeded to fix up our campsite, I couldn’t help much, which sucked because setting up camp is my favorite part of camping. But my crush’s parents just told my crush to walk with me to the river, but I noticed my chair wouldn’t get pass the rocks or even the sand, and I was about to say something about that. But then I saw my crush pull out one of heavy-duty wagons that her mom uses for landscaping jobs from one of my friends cars. I was really touched that she would even come up with that idea. So she put me in the wagon and took me to the river while everyone else set up camp. We talked about what the future held for each of us. I felt bad when she said she was a bit jealous that I got to go away while she didn’t even though we both know well that she could’ve easily gotten into the same school as me. I mean I was always upset by the idea that her parents couldn’t afford for her to go to a UC, so she is going to go to CSM for two years, get the straight A’s I know she will get as always, so in two years she will be at UCSC with me. Which was nice to know that her plans for the future involve me, and that made me happy. We then came back to the campsite we found the whole place was set up. We then all had dinner, then spent the night playing the game to see who can make the most obscene shadow puppet show. That was fun.
The next day we once again went to the river, but this time with everyone. We had a couple of them floaties, and we spent the whole day in the river. That night we cooked s’mores, and reminisced about high school. We cried a lot at the idea of not being at the same school, because we started off a group of loners with Harry Potter books being forced to hang out with each other, and by the end of the four years we were a big group of friends. In all there was the 15 of us including my crush’s family. So it was a big campfire, it was nice. My crush told me that she will visit me any chance she could get, and the rest of my friend said the same. They know I will need visitors, to keep me in the right mind. They know now not to ever let me feel lonely, because that is when the hallucinations choose to attack.
The next morning, we had to pack up, but we decided to take the long way home. Which was nice, because I needed to stay away from my parents as long as I could. But I say that was one of the best weekends I will ever have.