Chapter 20

I had taken some time off from wrestling to let myself relax…my body had been aching and I was constantly tired…I found out I was just fatigued big time…so the time off really helped me…I ended up staying at home for the first month I was off…Mark was actually worried about me when I didn't show up at the 3rd Raw I missed, and instead of talking to Paul, he called the house during the taping one night…he purposely waited until Paul was out in the ring, before he called, then he stepped out side.

Meanwhile, I was at home and had just gotten out of the shower and was getting ready to lay across the bed and watch Raw…when the phone rang…I had just put my blue silk nighty on and was combing my hair…I walked over and sat down on the bed and answered, "Hello." A familiar voice said, "Michelle." I smiled and said, "Mr. Calloway is that you?"

Mark chuckled a little and said, "Yes Mrs. Levesque…" I said, "Mark, Why would a fine specimen such as yourself be calling little ole me?" Mark said, "Well, I was worried about you, I noticed this was your 3rd Raw that you've missed…is everything okay?"

I said, "Oh…yea sweetie, I'm fine…I just decided to take sometime off for myself…I was really fatigued from all the work, and from working for so long without a break…I'm so lounging at home right now, waiting for Paul to come home in 3 weeks, that's if I don't miss him so much I come to him first."

Mark said, "I think you should stay there and wait for him, cause you even sound tired woman…you need to make sure you feel better before you jump back on this schedule…it can do quite a bit of damage to someone whose not quite accustomed to it…and I know you've been here for 3½ years but it can still have an effect on anyone…hell Hardy…the younger one…who is he again?" I said, "Jeff.." He said, "Yea…he just found out he's got Chronic Fatigue Syndrome…he's battling it, but he won't take any time off to get help with it."

I said, "Oh, I see I'm gonna have to smash some heads when I get back…Jeff knows better then that to let himself get that sick without getting help…what about you? Are you taking care of yourself?" Mark said, "As good as I can without Sara around. She's starting to make me crazy, coddling over me like I'm 5."

I said, "Mark, let her coddle you…it's good for you…she doesn't see you as much since she went back to Houston without you to take care of your guys place, while your sorry ass is on the road and she doesn't see you very much. Let her do what ever the hell she wants when you're at home or when she joins you on the road...it's good for the both of you, especially since you have a baby due in like 7 months."

Mark said, "How did you know?" I said, "Please just because I'm not on the wrestling tour right now, doesn't mean I'm dead. I know what goes on with all the wrestlers, you forget I'm still the road doctor…I just happen to wrestle during the broadcasted shows. As soon as I get back, I also want to take a look at your knee again, I was you hobbling around the ring last week, you can't fool me…I know that look on your face when I see it…just like I can tell when Paul's elbow or knees are bothering him…it's that wounded dog, kind of deer caught in the headlights look."

Mark said, "I don't know who's worse, you or Sara…Geez all the women in my life are trying to kill me…" I said, "Get real, if we were trying to kill you…don't you think we'd try a little harder to be successful with your death?" Mark said, "Come to think of it yes…okay I'll see you when you get back, when ever that may be…" We hung up…and I watched Raw.