Sunday, October 23, 2011

Zoo Trip!

eyespyFriday we had our fall field trip to the Nashville Zoo. I LOVE going to the Nashville Zoo.

This trip to the zoo was special. It was a school field trip where all of the first grade from my school went and we rode the school BUS! Plus, my dad went with me.

It was exciting. It was also very tiring.

When we got to the zoo, we played in the playground first. After a while of playing we had lunch and then got to see the animals.

junglegymzooIn the playground, I climbed all over the rope bridge. This was great because I used to be afraid to go on it. I really had a lot of fun.

I mostly played in the tower that they have there and then this tunnel that looks like a snake. I really enjoyed playing with my friends from school there, but it did make me tired.

After we played we ate. Where we ate at we were able to see some of the things they were setting up for Ghouls at Grassmere (the annual event for Halloween). It looked fun, but I was already starting to get tired.

tigerzooAfter we ate I knew exactly where I wanted to go! I wanted to see my favorite, I wanted to see the Bengal Tigers.

After we saw the tigers, I was really tired. Daddy got me to continue on, but I was slow. Once we got to the meeting point I fell asleep in his lap. It was a very fun day though.

The hardest part about the day is that a friend of mine was also born with the Coarctation of the Aorta and the bicuspid aortic valve. His was not as severe as mine and he does not have the same issues I have. It is really hard to realize that the same defects affect different people differently. Or that, even though it is the same heart defect, it has different implications. My friend did not understand why I got so tired and could not keep up. He does not have the tone problems that I do. It was interesting to see that even though we both have mended hearts, we are not identical. I suppose I should be used to that, after all… my sensory processing disorder is not the same as others.

Have a great day! I’m glad you stopped by.

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