Our first family bowling session at Hollywood Bowl and Charlotte’s first time bowling went with a bang, and by bang I mean my bottom hitting the floor as it slides down the alley!
It started off so well with us taking that brave step of taking Dylan bowling with us, we were armed with his iPad and a bag load of snacks, but it’s always nerve wrecking taking him into a new environment, especially one we cannot control and maybe busy and rather noisy. We explained to the man at the reception desk when booking in that Dylan has autism, and off the back of this information, he put us in an alley which would be the quietest. What he did next had me wanting to hug him, I think I must have had a look on my face which he could read, the music was just so loud that I knew it would have an effect on Dylan. I didn’t have to say anything as he said he was going to turn that down for us and he did. I could never applaud Hollywood Bowl enough in that moment.
We had such an enjoyable time, Charlotte loved her first time bowling, and we discovered that Oli really does have a competitive streak. I wanted to get Dylan involved, so I used my last turn to take him out of his pushchair, lift him up and let him push a ball down the ramp. He liked it, and we did it a couple of times, and then I put him down, and that’s where it became a blur.
Obviously not understanding the danger and not being able to read the ‘slippery do not pass this line’ sign on the floor, Dylan ran towards the pins so naturally, I had to run after him. This is where both my legs went from underneath me, and I fell as I’ve never fallen before. It was so painful but caught up in adrenaline, I had Dylan somehow and passed him to the man as I crawled back up. We then had the problem of Dylan’s drink having leaked all over his pram seat; all Dylan wanted now was to be strapped into his comfort seat, so Gav had hold of him as I wheeled it to the toilets to try and dry it. I was gripping that pram handle for life as my bum and back felt like it was on fire.
Typically the toilets had those dryers which you pop your hands straight into so no drying the pram that way. That kind man from earlier at the reception desk passed me some of that handy blue roll which I doubled into a pad to pop underneath Dylan’s bottom. The topic of conversation led to me telling them what happened and of course, I had to fill in an accident form with them. They were so nice to us and even threw in some free games for when we next visit, even though this was not their fault.
Sadly over a week later, my back is still giving me grief, we popped a cold compress straight on my coccyx when we got home as it had swollen and now I’m treating it with my new best friend, Mr hot water bottle. Stubbornness has me avoiding the doctors ( gah waiting rooms), but it may call for something stronger than the ibuprofen I’m currently taking for it. I need it for feel better soon; the kids cannot wait to go bowling again!