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Sometimes I wonder about my doctors....
And family....
Don't get me wrong, I appreciate their concern...
However, I'd like to believe I know my own fucking limits...
If I've done great in the past 3 weeks within my Derby team, that should say something about my physical capacity....
Right?....
I did 2 bouts, 4 scrimmage....Countless bruises, yes, but all of 'em within reason, and I had fun...
Tuesday, madam kracka le whipski (another fun part of Derby, u can pick a fucked up/ funny or sexual pun "Name") called me over, told me as much as she's going to hate doing it, she had to have me Sit the rest out until I received Medical approval, she told me she got my medical history monday...
I understand, safety, insurance, bla bla...I was beginning to wonder why they never asked for a medical....
Next time, I won't fuckin jinx myself......
Hoping on the itty bitty 1% chance my doc would understand the benefits over the bad parts...
I made an appt.
Good Doc, I never questioned...longest Doctor I ever had..{I'm a picky bastard}
He walks thru the door, eyes wide, and deeeeeeeeep inside I thought 'ahh, fuck'....
He asked if I was crazy, if I lost my mind, if I understood the risks involved..
I said yes, explained why I liked the Sport, and how I'd benefit...
He nodded, and said with a smile "No...Absolutely Not, I'm sorry, I know how fun it can be, and I understand your need for some new hobby, my first priority as your Doctor is your well-being, and I can't say yes...not to this, no....I'm stunned u even entertained the thought I'd say yes..."
To which I shrugged with "I knew you'd say no, but then, it doesn't hurt to ask..and hope"....I pondered the sad kiddie eyes, but I waved it off quick, we both knew each other well enough that he'd be immune..
He did ask "Why don't u just....roller skate? Same benefits"
I had to glare at that, and told him it's not the same...
He agreed, but then he also figured it was better than Risking a broken arm, rib cage, dangerous Kidney damage, all because I wanted to " ram into some girls and knock 'em out while skating incredibly fast"
I told him the same I told my family....I'm not made of bone china, I've done, and endured far worse than Derby could...
Shit, I've seen & done stuff that would make him blush....
He smiled with "I'm sure u have, but my answer's No....U could ask your nephrologist"
Grumbling, I said "No, that's alright...We both know he'd kill me verbally...Besides, I respect your opinion...so, that's that..."
I might push the issue of being a "Zebra" ......Might....
Which would be nice...
The Grrls still want me on the Team, just...because of this little bit of hockey-puck sized bullshit...it'd be as NSO(non-skating Official)
-Fuming......-

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