Got another chapter out for the day! I'm dedicated with making this into a full story, so I'm always pretty excited to add to it. As most of us know, Kurt is a machine when it comes to working through injuries. I'm always like a worried mom watching, hahaha, but I respect him tremendously for what he's done and what he does for us. Hope you guys enjoy!

"You're cleared, Mr. Angle. But take it easy on yourself, no need to rush back into the ring."

The older doctor smiled at Kurt, patting his knee before handing him his prescription slip. Kurt had been through this routine before, and knew the drill with his medication. He had so many aches and pains where he had ultimately lost count. As the doctor wrote another form for him, his mind slipped away to the thoughts of that article the night before. The sad thing about the internet is while you're making improvements with your life, the main focus is the fuck-ups you've made.

Kurt shook his head softly, tuning out the chorus of negativity that rang through his mind. "Thanks, doc. As much as I'm here, I should start working here or something, don't you think?" Kurt chuckled as Dr. Salvador smiled, laughing at the younger man's joke.

"Kurt, son, I don't think we need you Angle slamming any of the other doctors that get into you way, but we'll take that into consideration." Kurt laughed, bringing the doctor in for a hug. Kurt knew this was just a daily checkup, but he viewed the doctor as a father of sorts, always making Kurt feel much better than he does before coming in. "You watch, huh, doc? Never knew that!" Dr. Salvador gave Kurt a puzzled look, before handing him his last slip.

"Do you think I've been unaware this whole time with who I'm helping? If I'm not mistaken, you look just like this Olympic Gold Medalist named Kurt Angle. I'd say you were his spitting image, just without the hair." Dr. Salvador laughed softly, happy that Kurt felt more at home in his office. After awhile, Kurt found his way outside of the office, locating his car before making his way into the next city.

He had a busy month ahead of him with returning to the the place he had called home for eight years, iMPACT Wrestling.