Two years ago almost to the day I was in the hospital where I spent a month. I had a staph infection of my blood. Which is very very serious apparently. I was very close to being dead. Organ failure and everything. The way I got the staph infection was likely from this wound on my knee which I got playing baseball on a bad field three months earlier, I had a pebble lodged in there and it got seriously infected. My knee was twice it's size and there was a huge hole I could put my finger in two knuckles deep. It was an awful pussy mess. And I went to the hospital and it was treated and it went away. But then a few months later I got the staph. This scar is the only reminder I have of that experience.