Big week for me over at the Integris Cancer Center. Gave blood in preparation for my consulation meeting on Wednesday to discuss the blood results and recent PetScan with Dr. S.
Then I headed over to the physical therapy room for my workout with Charity. I opted not to wear the Obama t-shirt so as not to distract from anyone’s workout in redneck godforsaken Oklahoma. I wouldn’t want to feel responsible if one of my fellow rehabbers fainted and died as a result of the shirt.
At last week’s workout with Tyler… I unleashed my new walker to help me with the right knee. It’s called the Vive Walker-Model MOB1033. I can only say two words about how the MOB1033 has changed my speed and mobility. Those words being….GAME CHANGER.
After last week’s workout…Tyler pulled me aside and said, “Mike, your three month evaluation is next week….these numbers you’re posting are off the charts.”
I replied, ” I’m a hard worker. The vegan diet plus the MOB1033 make me an extremely dangerous sixty-five year old.”
Tyler said, ” But you know…they may not let you stay here much longer with these numbers. You might wanna leave the MOB1033 at home next week.”
I said, ” You mean tank like Sam Presti?”
Tyler replied, “I mean just kind of coast next week so we can keep talking NBA hoops in here for a bit longer.”
I said, ” Mike isn’t Sam Presti or that kayfabe bullshit with WWE wrestling. MJ doesn’t tank.”
“Well, okay…do it your way.”
So today I walked in the room with Charity and her chart. And I just fucking obliterated it. I tripled my original distance in the six minute walk times and did pretty much the same with all the tests.
She shook her head and said, ” I can’t believe how far you’ve come in three months. We can’t keep you here any longer.”
I asked, “Do I really have to go?”
She answered with a tint of sadness, “We can’t keep you here and justify it with the insurance people. I wish it wasn’t so. You’re one of my hardest working patients ever.”
So she told me about a wellness gym across the street from Putnam City North and told me to check it out. She said the place even has an indoors salt-water swimming pool which might be nice to incorporate into my workouts.
I sadly replied, “I’ll miss you, Tyler, and Audra. You three had a profoundly positive impact with me. Seriously…I owe you guys.”
She smiled and said, “Come by and say hi when you’re across the hall when you see Dr. S and let us know how it goes.”
“Sure. I’m confident it’s going to be a good meeting. Take care of yourself, Charity.”
I then looked over at Tyler with my fist upraised and waved goodbye, then shook Audra’s hand.
It was a beautiful day.
That little twerp Sam Presti has this saying….”Scared money… don’t make money.”
MJ’s response to that is…” Alpha dogs don’t tank. Ever.”
I think I’ll write about Golden State’s new GM Mike Dunleavy Jr. tomorrow.