Post by Megan Treamon on Jun 24, 2020 22:05:49 GMT -6
WE ARE MAVERICK, WE WON’T GIVE IN UNTIL WE WIN THIS GAME | |
 name June 11th tagged nobody words 535 notes Testing this layout I just made... | “I wish I could see you in the ring again mummy!” Those words still ring through my ears every night since Sarah told me that was her birthday wish last year. Sometimes I’d wake up with tears staining my face. Sure the pain is tolerable enough for me to no longer need those pills and I can still do not only exercises but also more vigorous training, thanks to that specialised gear I got from the Tenochtitlan Quetzalcoatl. But can’t it potentially paralyse me or worse? And what if it does get worse? Who’ll look after my little Sarah and darling Shannon? How can I break my little one’s heart? But how can I risk Sarah losing her birth mother for a dream I lived a while ago… “Come on baby, everything’s okay. The sooner we get the results the sooner we can take Sarah back from her Auntie Zelda and Valerie.” Those words snap me now of those thoughts and back into this doctor’s room. Sitting besides me is Shannon, my darling fiancée who knew how much this has been bothering me. So much so that going through a new test and evaluation of my cervical spinal stenosis. Maybe the doc’s words confirmation will help me find the words to tell Sarah. Ah, there he…sorry, she is. Man, she look more butch than half the men I’ve shared the ring with. “First of, thank you for coming in, Megan. I know this may not be easy for you, especially with what I could end up telling you. I will say however that, at least according to your partner, while you have put on some weight and still eat relatively unhealthy-” I glanced over to my partner and had to fight hard to not giggle at the goofy way she is trying to look innocent. At least not out loud. This doctor looks like she’ll rip me in half with her bare hands before feeding me to some bear pack she probably has hiding somewhere. “-you’ve been doing a lot of exercises, like aerobic, and done a great job strengthening the muscles that can support your neck and spine while frequently visiting a physical therapist-” At last Andrew’s therapy education finally comes in blinking handy. Especially since Shannon would probably murder any woman who tries to do anything like that to me. “-and all this does show in your test. So much so that, as long as you don’t do something stupid, I can clear you to complete under a trial basis…” W…What? I-I-I’m cleared? I can safely compete…again? Am I dreaming? Or am I living in Sarah’s fantasy? I-I don’t know what to say or even feel… “Such a crybaby.” Huh? When did we get outside? And…I’ve been crying? At least feeling Shannon rub my face with some tissue feels nice as I lunge forward and kiss her. “No need to get so excited yet silly, that can wait until tonight.” My wonderful fiancée reminds me with a, not so soft, pat on my bum. This…is this another chance for me? What should I do? Maybe I should try posting a tweet…maybe then I’ll have more of a clue of what to do next. |
