Last October I had a staph infection on my left knee. I was trying to fight it off, not knowing what it was. On a Monday night I was sitting at home, in amazing pain, and I wanted to go to sleep. I waited until my mom got home, and showed her what was going on. She took me to the ER, they gave me some drugs and sent me home. I went back to the hospital on Thursday. I doctor told me if I had waited another 48 hours from when I came in Monday I would have died. It would have got in my blood, hit my heart, and then I would have been dead, or near it.
I wanted to go to sleep that first night. My mom works nights, as a nurse. I would have went to sleep Monday night, she would have worked Tuesday night, and I would have probably been asleep all day. I would have shown her Wednesday afternoon probably, which is about 35 ish hours later.
I spent 2 days in the hospital.. How it changed my life:Not too much, I'm still too tough to care about injuries or sickness. Probably not a good thing. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or
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