So as some of you might know, I have really really really bad asthma. And the coaxed should know this because you have to complete a form and on that form it's like "does your child have any health problems." And we put asthma. So yeah.
I take my inhaler before the game. Second half of the second half of the game. I haven't gotten a break yet. And now I'm starting to not be able to breath. I raise my hand up so they can take me out. And subs come in. I'm still not out. Keep raising my hand. Now, it's worse. I cannot run, can't jog. I'm starting to tear up because I can't breathe at all. And that makes it even worse. So The subs go to the halfline. And I'm praying for someone to kick the ball out of bounds so I can get out. Well when they did, I did not go out. And I knew my coach saw my hand because he told me to take it easy. A mother on the sidelines who I didn't know saw that I was crying and asked if I was okay. I kind of just nodded and she whispered to her friend "she's definitely not okay." Five minutes later they take me out. Hallelujah. They don't even ask "are you okay." So I take deep breaths and drink water. Then they say to go to the sidelines. We're going back in. WTF. So I go to the sidelines and pray they keep it in. Then my coach asks "do you have asthma?" I tell him yes. He says "oh okay." BISH WTF! So we have to go back in. I'm better but I still can't breathe. And now a flipping player knocks the wind out of me. UGH!
So the game ends we lost. Coach talks to us. And when I get to my dad I just let my tears falls. I hate this coach ugh.
