I always thought I would play in college as well. When I was a senior I was a middle blocker and hitter and there was no better feeling than to stuff someone 's hit and the libreo behind you exhales. I was accepted to C.S.U. with my boy friend. It was only a could of hours away from home, so I thought this is going to be perfect. But I don’t think I could have been more wrong. I was about ⅓ the way into the season when I felt pain in my calf. I thought it was nothing, just pre-season stiffness, so I just ignored it. That was the biggest mistake of my life. I went of with the season and there was two games left before conference. I may have only been a freshmen but was was the best hitter and blocker, which made me a starter. The pain was even worse then so I went to the doctor and they took a sample. About a week later I was called into the doctor 's office. They told me to sit down, so I did and they told me I had cancer. I had to quit Volleyball. I thought my life was over. They told me if I kept on playing I would have lost my leg the next year. I managed to get through the year, but I could never play professional volleyball again. Even though my life got rough I went on and I am glad I …show more content…
If my life would have gone any differently than it had I might not be here, or I might not be as greatful that I am. About 5 years ago I got diagnosed with lung cancer. I knew I probably got what coming. I had been a smoker since I was in high-school. I went up to see my son and my three grandkids Hannah, Payton, and Gavin to fo camping. Little did I know it would be my last camping trip for a long while. I got back home and I had head aches and fevers. So I went to the doctor and they took a blood sample. I got called back to the doctor and they told me I would need to go to the hospital in Denver because I had a severe case of Went Nile. They didn 't think I would live to be 62 so my hopes of going to my grand daughter Kylie 's wedding and my other gradskid 's graduations. I was in the hospital for about a year, and they told me I could go home. I was so exited. The annual McEndree family reunion was a couple of weeks away. I could not wait. But then I started to get sick again so I had to go back to the hospital. Now on top of the cancer and West- Nile I also have Meningitis. I thought that for sure I was going to die, but I wasn 't ready. I kept with my treatment. I lost about 30 pounds and I could hardly walk. But somehow I got through it and here I am today. Life was rocky but I wanted to live and I