So I work with the wheelchair basketball team here at Mizzou. I have a great time and am friends with all the players, keeping up with the happenings in their lives and such.
Somehow, likely due to me being busy all day and all night since last Thursday, I missed the part about Bobby going into the hospital. How do you not know something like that, right? I know.
Laura, Jake, Tucker, Greg and I went to visit him about an hour ago. It's honestly one of the most depressing things I've seen in a while. If you take Bobby out of his chair, he seems even smaller than usual--stretching only to a height between 4'10 and 5'1. He was lying propped up on his bed, sleeping when we came, but he never perked up even after a bunch of conversation.
He looked so tired, and he was so pale...I'm not used to people being sick. This is completely foreign to me.
Bobby was admitted to the hospital because a while back he had a cut on his foot that he never took proper care of, and it has since become infected. We find out on Wednesday whether or not he'll have to have his entire leg amputated. Luckily, though, the infection is not spreading to his bloodstream, and the doctors are taking extra care to prevent that. If it spreads, Bobby could die.
Whoever reads this, please keep Bobby in your prayers. The doctors are no gods and a lot of this is still up to chance.
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