Post by Jazmyn Rain on Nov 10, 2017 2:03:41 GMT -5
“One Down”
Opening Thoughts
Jazmyn Rain: I am not the biggest fan of good news, bad news situations, but unfortunately, coming out of the last episode of Dissension and going into the next one, that’s exactly what I, as well as Adrien and Honey, are facing. The good news is that I managed to score some momentum with a win over Ruby Lance on the last episode of Dissension from Chicago. It was just the win that I needed to really get going in NGW and there’s no question that I’m still quite happy about that. However, it wasn’t all great. Obviously, I don’t know everything about the whole situation with Alechs Aurelio, but what I do know is that he was struggling with himself, particularly with his relationship with Honey and he made the decision to leave.
And then, last weekend… Hype happened and that really was a sucker punch to the gut for all of us seeing him go through that. Now he’s gone after Julianna DiMaria essentially put his NGW career up in flames and smoke, literally to a degree, and now, in this fight against the Destroyers, we’re officially one down. It’s not four on four anymore, it’s four on three.
This, in addition to the fact that the Destroyers have three of the four singles championships here in NGW and suffice to say, it’s an understatement to declare that things are not looking good at the moment. And to pile on even MORE on top of that, I am going into what is arguably one of the biggest, if not THE biggest weekend of my career in both GCW AND NGW. In GCW, I’m going to be fighting a chamber match for that long sought after Global Championship that was robbed from me 20 months ago, but here in NGW, the night after, I’ll be fighting Matt Shields.
Gosh, talk about a load of a weekend, right? And going into it with all these stresses and worries? That’s not even counting what is going on with my personal life also, with my father and his fight with colon cancer. Losing a friend and an ally like Alechs hurts. Going into this next match against Shields, I definitely feel like my back is up against the wall. How am I going to fight with my back seemingly up against the wall?
I need to find answers, but the only one that can give me any right now happens to be in the hospital fighting that cancer at the moment…
Still, it’s the only chance I have right now!
Date: November 7, 2017
An understandably concerned Jazmyn Rain is back in Charlotte, sitting alone in a hospital waiting room anxious to see her father after his first, and hopefully last, chemotherapy session as he recovers from whatever was left of his colon cancer after surgery a few weeks prior. The strain on her face tells the whole story. She knows that her father’s prognosis is good, but with everything else piled on already, she’s still worried about what kind of shape he’s going to be in. The positivity of the day is nowhere in sight as she continues to sit nervously, awaiting word on anything. Her eyes light up for a brief second when she notices that the door is about to open. Jazmyn quickly stands up and folds her arms, obviously doing this as an emotional crutch. A few seconds later, the door opens and the nurse walks in.
Nurse: Jazmyn?
Jazmyn: Hey! How’s he doing?
Nurse: No worries. He’s going to be just fine. The prognosis is still positive and consistent like it’s been this entire time. He’s awake. You can go see him now, if you’d like.
Jazmyn: I’d love to… thanks.
Jazmyn nods at the nurse as she walks by her and out of the waiting room. She walks a few steps and a few doors down the hall until she finds her father’s room. She grabs the doorknob and gently turns it, then just as gently opens the door before cautiously walking in. The door doesn’t make a noise and she tries to be just as quiet as she slowly pushes the door shut. Nervous, she looks toward her father, who is alert, but right away, she takes note of the fact that his hairline has significantly receded as a result of the chemotherapy. Tears well up in her eyes, as it’s hard for her to see her father in this condition, but she takes a deep breath to keep them from falling. This deep breath catches the attention of her father as he turns around to look at her.
Jazmyn’s father: Jazmyn…
Her father’s voice sounds very strong for someone who went through what he just did.
Jazmyn: Dad…
Jazmyn doesn’t waste any time pulling up a chair and being at bedside with him.
Jazmyn’s father: How are you?
Jazmyn: No… the question should be how are YOU? You’re the one that’s… you know… going through all this.
Jazmyn’s father: I’m going to be fine. There’s a very strong chance I won’t need to come back here for another round of this. Again, it’s a blessing that we caught this thing so early. I just need to do a follow up next week, but I got some bad news.
Jazmyn: ...is there a risk of something worse happening? Or a return of the cancer? Or…
Her father reaches out and grabs one of her hands to calm her down.
Jazmyn’s father: No, sweetheart. It has nothing to do with my health. Well, not directly anyway. I can’t fly anywhere for a while. I’ve got to stay here. I know you have a big weekend ahead: Saturday in Los Angeles, Sunday in New Orleans, and you know I’d give anything to be there all the way, but I’m sorry… I can’t. But I will do everything I can to be there in spirit…
Jazmyn groans a little, clearly disappointed though she completely understands the circumstances.
Jazmyn: As if I wasn’t alone before…
Jazmyn’s father: Jazmyn, you’re never alone.
Jazmyn snatches her hand away from her father, which surprises him.
Jazmyn’s father: What’s wrong?
Jazmyn: This shouldn’t be about me.
Jazmyn’s father: Listen sweetheart, I’m your father and no matter how old you are, you’ll always be my little girl. I don’t care if I’m bedridden, if there’s any way I can help you, I am going to help you. You may think I am in no condition to help you right now, but I KNOW that I AM! Alright? Now, let me tell you something, when you fight your matches this weekend, you are not alone.
Jazmyn: But dad… on Saturday… I’ll be in a chamber match all alone. I won’t have any friends in there with me and the walls of the chamber are going to separate me from my fans. I have two people in there that hate my guts and all this for a title that was robbed from me. Those aren’t great odds…
Jazmyn pauses and sighs, clearly showing how distressed she is at the moment.
Jazmyn: And Sunday...I don’t have enough behind me just in case something goes wrong. The Guardians are one down now and at the worst possible time too… before I fight the biggest match of my NGW career to date against former world champion Matthew Shields. I know I have friends to help me just in case… but it’s not enough. I don’t know how I’m going to get through this weekend. Ugh, I feel so bad just even TALKING about this. I don’t know… it feels selfish of me to just… vent like this while you’re trying to recover from cancer…
Jazmyn’s father: Jazmyn, you’re not being selfish. Believe me. It’s okay. We’re both dealing with stuff, yes. But talking about them and helping each other out… there can never be anything selfish about that. I know you’re worried and I know you’re scared. You’re one of the few I would ever admit this to, but when I was about to get surgery last month and when I was about to do this chemo today, that’s what I was: worried and scared. I didn’t know if I was going to get through all this alive knowing anything could go wrong. But, I felt the presence of all my children in that room both times, especially you. You weren’t there physically, but I could sense your spirit being there. It helped me get through it. Now, who was the NGW friend that you lost?
Jazmyn: It was Alechs…
Jazmyn’s father: Ah, the Young Cub…
Jazmyn nods.
Jazmyn’s father: Just because he left, doesn’t mean he doesn’t wish you well, let me tell you that right now. Somewhere and somehow, the very best if him is going to be with you three. I understand facing this Shields guy is going to be one of the toughest challenges you’ve ever faced sweetheart, that and the chamber in GCW. But you’ve got to remember one thing: you have taken on worse, and you’ve BEATEN worse. Remember, 15 months ago, it was you in this bed and me sitting right next to you.
Jazmyn’s eyes light up as the epiphany her father just gave her hits her right been the eyes almost instantly. She briefly recalls her brief spell with death as a result of a cardiac arrest two Augusts ago. Further back, she even remembers that very moment when she was robbed of the GCW Global Championship in the heartbreaking fashion that she was. She remembers the circumstances of her life leading up to the cardiac arrest and how she was in that very hospital bed making what many consider a miracle recovery. What hits her the most was all the uncertainty surrounding whether she could ever rebound from all the pain she had suffered over the months leading up to that brush with death that she had for three minutes. This epiphany is what ultimately pulled Jazmyn out of her worries and she acknowledges this occurrence with a nod and a smile.
Jazmyn: I took on death… and I won!
Jazmyn’s father smiles at her right back.
Jazmyn’s father: Exactly. Don’t forget the struggles that got you here. You’ve always had the strength in you to overcome anything. Where do you think you got that strength from, sweetheart?
Jazmyn can’t help but smile some more once she realizes what her father is trying to tell you.
Jazmyn: It’s right in front of me. You always taught me how to be strong and I can never thank you enough for it. You were always there for me and I don’t know if I could have made it through all the obstacles that I have without you. Through the drug struggles, the wrestling struggles, my three minute ride with death, you’ve been my rock every step of the way. I’m so thankful that I have the greatest dad in the world. This weekend, I know you’re there for me no matter what happens but I promise you that I will be Global Champion the next time we see each other. Thank you for everything… for all the strength you’ve ever given me. I love you!
Jazmyn’s father: I love you too sweetheart.
Jazmyn leans into her father’s chest as much as she can so he can put an arm around her, giving her as much of a comforting embrace as he can in a clearly touching father-daughter moment.
Jazmyn: We’re going to get through our struggles together, I know that! I have all the faith in the world that we will!
From there, the two enjoy each other’s company, definitely not taking any of this for granted just like it has always been throughout Jazmyn’s entire life. Re-inspired, Jazmyn realizes that even with what’s coming up ahead and what has happened around her from her father’s cancer to Alechs’s departure, she could never be alone.
Closing Thoughts
Jazmyn Rain: There’s no denying that this is going to be one of my biggest weekends of my life, hell, maybe the biggest one yet. It may seem scary, but as far as Matt Shields go, I know deep down that even without Alechs, I still have him in spirit. I also still have Adrien and Honey. And most of all, I have my angels in the audience down in New Orleans for a much-needed dose of Southern hospitality that I’ve always taken pride and comfort in. My journey takes a huge step this weekend, no matter what. I will come out stronger through it all, that’s guaranteed. And you can bet that I will go in there against an evil like Shields and I’m going to give it my all: for my father, Alechs, the Guardians, and my angels!
Opening Thoughts
Jazmyn Rain: I am not the biggest fan of good news, bad news situations, but unfortunately, coming out of the last episode of Dissension and going into the next one, that’s exactly what I, as well as Adrien and Honey, are facing. The good news is that I managed to score some momentum with a win over Ruby Lance on the last episode of Dissension from Chicago. It was just the win that I needed to really get going in NGW and there’s no question that I’m still quite happy about that. However, it wasn’t all great. Obviously, I don’t know everything about the whole situation with Alechs Aurelio, but what I do know is that he was struggling with himself, particularly with his relationship with Honey and he made the decision to leave.
And then, last weekend… Hype happened and that really was a sucker punch to the gut for all of us seeing him go through that. Now he’s gone after Julianna DiMaria essentially put his NGW career up in flames and smoke, literally to a degree, and now, in this fight against the Destroyers, we’re officially one down. It’s not four on four anymore, it’s four on three.
This, in addition to the fact that the Destroyers have three of the four singles championships here in NGW and suffice to say, it’s an understatement to declare that things are not looking good at the moment. And to pile on even MORE on top of that, I am going into what is arguably one of the biggest, if not THE biggest weekend of my career in both GCW AND NGW. In GCW, I’m going to be fighting a chamber match for that long sought after Global Championship that was robbed from me 20 months ago, but here in NGW, the night after, I’ll be fighting Matt Shields.
Gosh, talk about a load of a weekend, right? And going into it with all these stresses and worries? That’s not even counting what is going on with my personal life also, with my father and his fight with colon cancer. Losing a friend and an ally like Alechs hurts. Going into this next match against Shields, I definitely feel like my back is up against the wall. How am I going to fight with my back seemingly up against the wall?
I need to find answers, but the only one that can give me any right now happens to be in the hospital fighting that cancer at the moment…
Still, it’s the only chance I have right now!
Date: November 7, 2017
An understandably concerned Jazmyn Rain is back in Charlotte, sitting alone in a hospital waiting room anxious to see her father after his first, and hopefully last, chemotherapy session as he recovers from whatever was left of his colon cancer after surgery a few weeks prior. The strain on her face tells the whole story. She knows that her father’s prognosis is good, but with everything else piled on already, she’s still worried about what kind of shape he’s going to be in. The positivity of the day is nowhere in sight as she continues to sit nervously, awaiting word on anything. Her eyes light up for a brief second when she notices that the door is about to open. Jazmyn quickly stands up and folds her arms, obviously doing this as an emotional crutch. A few seconds later, the door opens and the nurse walks in.
Nurse: Jazmyn?
Jazmyn: Hey! How’s he doing?
Nurse: No worries. He’s going to be just fine. The prognosis is still positive and consistent like it’s been this entire time. He’s awake. You can go see him now, if you’d like.
Jazmyn: I’d love to… thanks.
Jazmyn nods at the nurse as she walks by her and out of the waiting room. She walks a few steps and a few doors down the hall until she finds her father’s room. She grabs the doorknob and gently turns it, then just as gently opens the door before cautiously walking in. The door doesn’t make a noise and she tries to be just as quiet as she slowly pushes the door shut. Nervous, she looks toward her father, who is alert, but right away, she takes note of the fact that his hairline has significantly receded as a result of the chemotherapy. Tears well up in her eyes, as it’s hard for her to see her father in this condition, but she takes a deep breath to keep them from falling. This deep breath catches the attention of her father as he turns around to look at her.
Jazmyn’s father: Jazmyn…
Her father’s voice sounds very strong for someone who went through what he just did.
Jazmyn: Dad…
Jazmyn doesn’t waste any time pulling up a chair and being at bedside with him.
Jazmyn’s father: How are you?
Jazmyn: No… the question should be how are YOU? You’re the one that’s… you know… going through all this.
Jazmyn’s father: I’m going to be fine. There’s a very strong chance I won’t need to come back here for another round of this. Again, it’s a blessing that we caught this thing so early. I just need to do a follow up next week, but I got some bad news.
Jazmyn: ...is there a risk of something worse happening? Or a return of the cancer? Or…
Her father reaches out and grabs one of her hands to calm her down.
Jazmyn’s father: No, sweetheart. It has nothing to do with my health. Well, not directly anyway. I can’t fly anywhere for a while. I’ve got to stay here. I know you have a big weekend ahead: Saturday in Los Angeles, Sunday in New Orleans, and you know I’d give anything to be there all the way, but I’m sorry… I can’t. But I will do everything I can to be there in spirit…
Jazmyn groans a little, clearly disappointed though she completely understands the circumstances.
Jazmyn: As if I wasn’t alone before…
Jazmyn’s father: Jazmyn, you’re never alone.
Jazmyn snatches her hand away from her father, which surprises him.
Jazmyn’s father: What’s wrong?
Jazmyn: This shouldn’t be about me.
Jazmyn’s father: Listen sweetheart, I’m your father and no matter how old you are, you’ll always be my little girl. I don’t care if I’m bedridden, if there’s any way I can help you, I am going to help you. You may think I am in no condition to help you right now, but I KNOW that I AM! Alright? Now, let me tell you something, when you fight your matches this weekend, you are not alone.
Jazmyn: But dad… on Saturday… I’ll be in a chamber match all alone. I won’t have any friends in there with me and the walls of the chamber are going to separate me from my fans. I have two people in there that hate my guts and all this for a title that was robbed from me. Those aren’t great odds…
Jazmyn pauses and sighs, clearly showing how distressed she is at the moment.
Jazmyn: And Sunday...I don’t have enough behind me just in case something goes wrong. The Guardians are one down now and at the worst possible time too… before I fight the biggest match of my NGW career to date against former world champion Matthew Shields. I know I have friends to help me just in case… but it’s not enough. I don’t know how I’m going to get through this weekend. Ugh, I feel so bad just even TALKING about this. I don’t know… it feels selfish of me to just… vent like this while you’re trying to recover from cancer…
Jazmyn’s father: Jazmyn, you’re not being selfish. Believe me. It’s okay. We’re both dealing with stuff, yes. But talking about them and helping each other out… there can never be anything selfish about that. I know you’re worried and I know you’re scared. You’re one of the few I would ever admit this to, but when I was about to get surgery last month and when I was about to do this chemo today, that’s what I was: worried and scared. I didn’t know if I was going to get through all this alive knowing anything could go wrong. But, I felt the presence of all my children in that room both times, especially you. You weren’t there physically, but I could sense your spirit being there. It helped me get through it. Now, who was the NGW friend that you lost?
Jazmyn: It was Alechs…
Jazmyn’s father: Ah, the Young Cub…
Jazmyn nods.
Jazmyn’s father: Just because he left, doesn’t mean he doesn’t wish you well, let me tell you that right now. Somewhere and somehow, the very best if him is going to be with you three. I understand facing this Shields guy is going to be one of the toughest challenges you’ve ever faced sweetheart, that and the chamber in GCW. But you’ve got to remember one thing: you have taken on worse, and you’ve BEATEN worse. Remember, 15 months ago, it was you in this bed and me sitting right next to you.
Jazmyn’s eyes light up as the epiphany her father just gave her hits her right been the eyes almost instantly. She briefly recalls her brief spell with death as a result of a cardiac arrest two Augusts ago. Further back, she even remembers that very moment when she was robbed of the GCW Global Championship in the heartbreaking fashion that she was. She remembers the circumstances of her life leading up to the cardiac arrest and how she was in that very hospital bed making what many consider a miracle recovery. What hits her the most was all the uncertainty surrounding whether she could ever rebound from all the pain she had suffered over the months leading up to that brush with death that she had for three minutes. This epiphany is what ultimately pulled Jazmyn out of her worries and she acknowledges this occurrence with a nod and a smile.
Jazmyn: I took on death… and I won!
Jazmyn’s father smiles at her right back.
Jazmyn’s father: Exactly. Don’t forget the struggles that got you here. You’ve always had the strength in you to overcome anything. Where do you think you got that strength from, sweetheart?
Jazmyn can’t help but smile some more once she realizes what her father is trying to tell you.
Jazmyn: It’s right in front of me. You always taught me how to be strong and I can never thank you enough for it. You were always there for me and I don’t know if I could have made it through all the obstacles that I have without you. Through the drug struggles, the wrestling struggles, my three minute ride with death, you’ve been my rock every step of the way. I’m so thankful that I have the greatest dad in the world. This weekend, I know you’re there for me no matter what happens but I promise you that I will be Global Champion the next time we see each other. Thank you for everything… for all the strength you’ve ever given me. I love you!
Jazmyn’s father: I love you too sweetheart.
Jazmyn leans into her father’s chest as much as she can so he can put an arm around her, giving her as much of a comforting embrace as he can in a clearly touching father-daughter moment.
Jazmyn: We’re going to get through our struggles together, I know that! I have all the faith in the world that we will!
From there, the two enjoy each other’s company, definitely not taking any of this for granted just like it has always been throughout Jazmyn’s entire life. Re-inspired, Jazmyn realizes that even with what’s coming up ahead and what has happened around her from her father’s cancer to Alechs’s departure, she could never be alone.
Closing Thoughts
Jazmyn Rain: There’s no denying that this is going to be one of my biggest weekends of my life, hell, maybe the biggest one yet. It may seem scary, but as far as Matt Shields go, I know deep down that even without Alechs, I still have him in spirit. I also still have Adrien and Honey. And most of all, I have my angels in the audience down in New Orleans for a much-needed dose of Southern hospitality that I’ve always taken pride and comfort in. My journey takes a huge step this weekend, no matter what. I will come out stronger through it all, that’s guaranteed. And you can bet that I will go in there against an evil like Shields and I’m going to give it my all: for my father, Alechs, the Guardians, and my angels!
