The doc is weird.
As surgeons, they are super confident...they have to be.
They listen to the heart....listen, listen.
I wonder if he hears my fear, my doubt because as he pulls away from this long long listen he says to me, you need to get rid of this in your head now.
He wants to watch me throw, it was genuine too, his assistant even asked me for date and time of my next game in NM.
I can start to use my legs again....I know...I use them every day.....but use them to squat under a bar and jump on a box and perhaps even ride a bike.
The rest will come.
Whatever is down that path lead by that long long listen to my heart....will come~as long as I listen.