ARGH!
My 1st incident
It was 2 am and I was in the kitchen, just clearing a few stuff before going to bed. I was reaching for Anya’s milk tin when suddenly something wriggled, jumped to my hand and leapt towards the back of the fridge! It was a BIG house lizard! I went into a huge panic attack, and I think all our neighbours heard my 3-second-scream!
I was in my ‘shock mode’ for a good half an hour after that. Shaken, and rather traumatised, I must say. Someone with a huge phobia would understand what I went through better, I suppose. You know, how terribly shocking it is to personally encounter your worst fear THAT close!
My 2nd incident:
I was scrubbing a plate earlier that same day when I suddenly heard a loud crack and glass shatter! Then I saw LOTS of blood. On the sink. Blood spatter on the floor. Blood on my hands.
Apparently the plate cracked and it slashed my thumb. It was a deep cut (looking a bit like one of those scenes from ER!). Hubby’s around at the time (PHEW!) and he came to my ‘rescue’ within seconds and helped me treat the cut. I had gauze pads wrapped around my thumb and Anya kept pointing at it and said ‘tu-tu … tu-tu’ (it’s supposed to be ‘thung thung’ which means: ‘pain’ in chinese dialect. Hehe…)
Moral of the story:
– Keep your ‘first aid box’ handy. Make sure you’ve got all the basic stuff in there too (read: other than panadols!)
– Save your ‘desperate’ scream for help for ‘real’ emergencies, so people in your house take you seriously and come to help real fast!
– Accidents could happen to us at any time, anywhere. Not necessarily when we’re on a plane or in a car. And if we’re safe and sound today, we should be thankful to God.
I truly believe that we’re often spared from many ‘unfortunate’ incidents, without us actually knowing it. And even IF we do get to experience something that’s not to our liking, let’s learn to see it as part of life’s journey.
Because, if life is always so convenient, how can we ever learn anything from it?
