Tale of My Old Diary: Traumatophobia -Fear of wounds

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January 24, 2016 | 3 Cloud(s)
Traumatophobia -Fear of wounds

This is the story of the tragedy of my life. In addition, until now it leaves scars wounds in my mind. The incident occurred on 5th may 2014, Monday evening.

6.30pm, at the time that was home were my mother, my sister and her friend who lived in our house while because her father is ill. That afternoon drizzle, my mother who was cooking in the kitchen asked my sister and her friend to pick up a clothesline at outside home.

I was in the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth.  After that, I put my hands on the sink to support me to look my face in the mirror closely. I think it unsound sink that cause me fall on the sink.  The tiles sink was shattered into pieces. The only thing that I thought at that time is this is not good.

I do not feel anything until I noticed something dripping on my clothes. Blood! I felt sick and dizziness. The wound very deep and I could see the bone in my arm of the reflection mirror in front of me. I am panic! I screamed loudly and tried to call my mother.

I started to cry. A few second after heard my scream, my mother rushed towards me with her shocked faces.  She is trying to calm herself and try to find any fabric or towel to bandaged my arms that bleeding endlessly.  I can see one by one appeared in front of me, yehh my sister and her friend.

My sister friend said that I look pale and she started to cry too. Overreact maybe.

After that, we rush to Hospital Port Dickson and I receive the treatment. I received seven stitches and I got medical certificate for 3 days but it is because right hand I am absent for a week.

That night I cannot sleep comfortably because I can only sleep in an upright position.
A couple of a week, I am back to the hospital to open the seam.

What is sad is I could not join netball tournament as WA (wing attack).However, I feel grateful because my friends and my teachers show their concern for me and they keep supporting me.

Thank you for cares about me guys.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ouch!!

Blogger Ms Bazla' said...

That was a very painful thing to experience..I hope you won't go through such traumatic experience ever again. :(

Blogger ryl said...

I will, Teacher. Thanks for advice:)


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