Soldiers Wife Forgotten

I know this is crazy to start a blog.  I thought people should know my story.  I am an army wife who husband unit is out of Houston.  I volunteer my time as a FRG  (family readiness group leader)for my husband unit.  I have been volunteering my time now for about 4-5 years.  I am responsible for helping families in time of need to find resources, help in planning events with the military also to help in finding family actives during these events, etc.  On drill weekend me and a fellow FRG leaders and some of our volunteers will go and sell baked goods at the armory.  When it is time for annual training we will follow our soldiers to the place of training.  I attend annual workshops for my volunteering training.  I am a sanctioned volunteer for the army, my children give their time also for our soldiers. 
Well in 2009 I helped coordinate an event for our soldiers they would be leaving for IRAQ.  I was able to get baseball tickets at a major league venue for our families and soldiers for
September 7, 2009 Labor day.  Our soldiers would be honored on the floor at a pregame ceremony.  I was asked by several soldiers to watch their children while they went on to the ceremony to be honored.  As a volunteer for our men and women I did what I was trained to do, care for our soldiers children.  I was holding a 9 month old baby girl who was not my child but belonged to one of the soldiers down on the field. I was in the process of walking up the aisle during batting practice when a batting practice home run ball off the bat of Ryan Howard hit me in the eye. You may ask why I was stand in the isle with baby and not sitting down, the usher at the top of the stair would not let me sit down til I moved the stroller to the opposite section of the ball park to check the stroller in. I seated four of the five children that I was in charge of at the time. I still held the baby in my arms. As I began ascending the stairs at the instruction of the Astros’ usher I was struck in the face by the baseball.  The doctors tried to save my eye, I had several operation to the my right eight.  The face was fractured, by teeth our indented, my nasal canal was dented.  I think the worse part of the trauma is not receiving help for ANYONE.  I look back I see the turned heads, people who I thought would help just turned away. I see the fake friends, just wanting to ask how you are to run information like a river. I have had to learn to live with out a lot of things now, my childhood memory is one.  Not remembering certain things, loosing track of the days, remembering to bath, to feed your cat, talk with a teacher.  Things that people take for granted on a daily basis I need to depend on post it notes or my phone alarms. People have to drive me around now. My right eye was removed January 2012.  I suffer from several migraines and my left eye is very sensitive to light.
When all is said and done the organizations that could have help turned away, I had my friends and support of my family.  I do express that one person did remember me, thou we have never met but his ball did hit my face.  He was kind enough to sign a ball a send it to me immediately after my accident.  I still have the one that hit me and the one the Phillis player hit during practice.  I don't believe the game of baseball should never change, but the rules concerning fans that become injured before a game "baseball rule" needs to change.  If people's life's our changed in such a dramatic away I believe that major league venue owner need to have some responsible towards their patrons.

I wish I would never have fallen asleep that day cause when I woke up my mind was erased.  This is me at the hospital right after the ball hit me.