The month of September; The recovery.

Hello my people :)

Today was a better day, and by better I mean FANTASTIC.

So I promised you all that I would finish my blog from yesterday so here its goes.

That night from my injury I woke up and had to go to the washroom, I didn't wanna wake up my parents to help me so I tried doing it on my own. I got to the the bathroom door and a shot of pain went through my body, I got dizzy and fell, waking up my parents. They ask me if I was okay and then the pain gotten so bad that I vomited and blacked out. The next day I woke up and I went to the hospital. They said that it was pulled and to keep off of it. A month went by and the pain left, that is until I was gearing up my horse and had the saddle in my arms. I stepped out of the horse trailer and landed funny, I heard a pop and the pain came, I fell under my horse. Luckily my horse sensed something was wrong and she lied down beside me. One of the adults came and got my Mom over their, again I was sent to the hospital. They said nothing was wrong. A year went by and in that year I blew out my knee another 7 times, my career in sports was finished. The hospital at this point was my second home, I went for a MRI and found out I snapped my ACL and shredded my meniscus into nothing, my femur, patella and fibula was bone on bone. In other words my thigh bone and shine a.k.a fibula were bone on bone, which is bad because your bone starts wearing away. They told me I had to get major knee surgery at the age of 15, when it all happened when I was 14. The doctor said that was the worst knee he has ever seen... I cried almost every night knowing that can't play sports. My life was boring and I felt like I had no use in this world. Until my Dad's friend Max cam along, Max has two daughters, one named Katie and the other Becca. Katie had spinal bifida, which means either a bone in her spine is missing, or two bones are together as one. She could not walk, but wheelchair risin. Becca on the other hand could walk and healthy. Katie played wheelchair basketball, she was a wild, fun loving type of gal. I on the other hand was falling into depression, nothing helped, every where I looked their was emptiness. Katie passed away during a surgery. Our family's were devastated, Max took me under his wing and dragged me to a wheelchair basketball practice, I said I reminded him as his daughter, so I took that to the heart and was by his side every since. I've had 6 going on 7 surgery's in my life, so now I am on the verge of being classified as physically handicapped, but I'm okay with that, now I am on the verge of getting a full scholarship to the University of Alabama, for wheelchair basketball, my team is my family and the court is my home. If it wasn't for them, I'd still be depressed and never play sports again. 

My life has changed.

In loving memory of Katie.

Love; 

Arinn Young