Everything Happens For A Reason
by Johnny Gargano
The following is a column written by Open The Freedom Gate Champion Johnny Gargano as he recovers from the back injury he suffered at EVOLVE 10
"Everything happens for a reason"
I continue to tell myself that every single day. I consider myself somewhat of an open book. The past month of my life has been pretty well documented on various wrestling websites, and I've tried to keep everyone as up to date as possible on my Twitter (@JohnnyGargano) and my Facebook (FaceBook.com/TheJohnnyGargano).
If this is your first time hearing about any of this, well, here's a blog I wrote on January 17th, a few days after EVOLVE 10.
It is now February 13th, as I type this and to say the past few weeks have been a rollercoaster of emotions both personally, and
professionally, would be quite the understatement. Those first few days were
hell, man. I barely remember them. The pain was just too unbearable. I was bedridden for a week. I couldn't walk, I was a 24 year old kid who needed help just to get out of bed to go to the bathroom. That type of thing really plays with your mind. It makes you question yourself, and your choices.
I had to sit out and miss Dragon Gate USA's debut in Los Angeles. A show that I was immensely looking forward too. I was disappointed and a part of me felt like I let every single person down. That pain, now that pain is something else. It's not the physical sort of pain us wrestlers have grown accustomed too. It's undescribable.
I was finally able to get up to the point where I could pseudo-walk on my own. At this point, I was able to go and see my sports physician, at the Cleveland Clinic. He's taken care of the majority of my injuries throughout my career. He's someone whose opinion I trust greatly. At first glance he couldn't figure out the problem. CT Scan - Negative. X-Rays - Negative. There was something more to this. He sent me down for blood work (still hate needles) and that came back pretty swell. I'm a tad Vitamin D deficient, which makes my muscles react differently to injury and such, but that wasn't the underlying problem. There was still something more. We scheduled an MRI.
A part of me was curious. I wanted to know what was wrong, and I wanted it fixed, but another part of me didn't want to know. What if this was something that couldn't be fixed? What if this really was the end? The final chapter on the career of Johnny Gargano had already been written and it wasn't a fairytale ending. It was just the cruel fate of life. I have my fair share of fears, but the fear of the unknown is a whole different type of fear.
The MRI results came back. I had a Grade 3 muscle tear in various muscles of my lower back and flank. Was it bad? Yes. Could it have been a whole lot worse? Oh, absolutely. Would it be easier to just lay in bed all day, and let these muscles heal for a few months, then casually start physical therapy? Yeah, but that's not me. As soon as I heard the results of the MRI the very first words out of my mouth were...
"Let's get to work."
And my strenuous, painful road to recovery has begun.
Things turn out best for people who make the best out of the way things turn out. You have two choices when it comes to facing adversity. You can let it define you or you can use it. Use it to become better than you've ever been. I will not let this injury define me. Whatever I
have to do, I will not give up until I am 100%. Words like defeat and retreat are not in my vocabulary. I will be back and I can guarantee you I will work my hardest not to miss another Dragon Gate USA show.
"Everything happens for a reason"
There is a reason for all of this. When I'm back in that ring, where I belong I'll know mine.