I think I was around 13/14 when I had another disappointing doctor visit. I was doing great in school. I was on honor roll and breezing through my class, taking Advanced English and doing the day to day auto-pilot, until I graduated. I was also a no-good-Gothic-Punk-Rocker kid. I was comfortable that way and happy. That part of me still exists...I just don't have the energy to paint myself white every morning. Besides, I need to let my pores breathe.
If I recall correctly, I had made this appointment to get a second opinion. My regular doctor was beginning to have a shitty attitude towards me. Apparently, I was interrupting her golf games. Yea, but wasn't I paying for her golf games? I don't even remember the name of the 2nd doctor. He was a total dick! He was asking me what I planned to do with my life. I had a list. I wanted to travel, work in Radio, maybe run around and get into Photography, hike mountains, skateboard, etc.... He sighed and kinda shook his head. He felt I had built up too many posibilities. That I was going to let myself down hard and pretty much told me I'd be better off killing myself. Yet, I can't recall his exact words. (My Mom was there and she can confirm this fact.) He also told me I should learn to type because I was probably never going to be more than a Secretary. That was all I could hope for and then, he left - as if I had wasted HIS time.
I was silent for a moment. Then, I went off. WTF?!? Who the fuck did that guy think he was? Every other word out of my mouth was fuck and my Mom did not wash out my mouth with soap. She led me out of the building while I continued to yell about the bullshit treatment I had been getting from my doctors. Fuck him and his typing!!!
He was 100% wrong! I have done far more than I ever imagined, more than my original list (still working on the skateboarding), and I never learned to fucking type either. I am a shitty office worker and proud of it. Yes, I have worked in offices to pay my bills, but I have never made a long-term career out of it. I have hiked all over Yosemite and Pt. Reyes. I have travelled from one end of the U.S. to the other, I've gone to the U.K. by myself, I have worked in Radio, I have worked in Video, I have danced hard all night. I have thrown myself into the pit at The Ramones when I was 15 and so much more.
Not only that, but I have physically changed the shape/structure of my body through various types of "massage" modalities. My body is stronger and better than ever before. I can stand for a good period of time now. My muscles are stronger. I can finally balance on a longboard and who knows what else I can do. That doctor was way wrong!!! I hope karma kicked his ass.
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