One Bad Semester

One Bad Semester I don’t know if it was bad luck or fate. All throughout high school I never got sick or had a major injury or one set back. But after high school my life and all of that changed drastically. Out of high school I signed with West Virginia to play baseball and pursue Criminal Justice. Everything was going great up until late August when I suffered a knee injury, and it all started to go downhill from there. From the injury, to knee surgery, to a freak infection plagued my worst semester of college. The day I got injured was one of the worst days of my life. After practice a pitcher wanted to throw a bullpen and none of the other catchers wanted to catch him, so I said I would. On the last pitch of the bullpen I twisted my knee on the turf and felt a sharp pain and a horrible sounding pop. It sounded life two bones crunching against each other. A couple more days of practice went by and I couldn’t bare the pain any longer. Our trainer set me up with a MRI at our hospital on campus, and my insurance company wouldn’t cover me since I was “out of state”. So that night I drove home to get my MRI.
After getting back the results I found out I had a fully torn meniscus, a fully torn ACL, and PCL. That same day I scheduled my knee surgery for September 8th 2011. It was the night of September 7th and the rain did not stop, the next morning I woke up to a phone call from my doctor saying we needed to reschedule my surgery because of the flooding. A whole week passed before I can finally get surgery. The surgery went well and I felt good to be back at school. It was very difficult making up all the work I missed in the two weeks I was gone from school but I finally got all my work made up. I was going through excruciating rehab every day to hopefully get back to playing baseball and starting in the spring. But one day after rehab it once again went all downhill.
On my way home from rehab that night I had a horrible pain in my side where my appendix