Before my memory will fade away, my cautiousness and scare will vanish, let me keep my bad experience in my blog… again… to remind myself and warn you, the readers to be careful in each pace of your life.
This experience happened 3 months ago (on 17 Mar 2008). That period I must have compulsory course of my faculty in rural area to do research in aspect of COMMUNITY DIAGNOSIS in Petchburi, a province in Thailand… however my bad memory hadn’t occurred there at all…
On Saturday morning, one weekend in March, I received a call from my mom to inform about my grandmother’s passing away, she lived at Chiang Rai, Northern Thailand. According to this bad news my mom and I must headed to there immediately for my dad’s mom funeral ceremony.
Our first night of funeral ceremony was all right. The next morning, food and stuff for dedicating monks must be prepared, but we had not our own car or hired car around our home to go to market. Thus, we asked the young woman to ride motorcycle for us. Illegally, the driver, me and my mom, triple ones rode on the motorcycle without anti-knock helmets. After departing from our home just a moment, our motorcycle run along the way rightly, By destiny, I think, the white car with a DRUNK driver come from another route, CRASH at the mid of bike….. PUNG!!! …… THROW OF us to HIT the floor intensely.
I still remember that kind of feeling when I was flung away from the bike, while my left leg hit the floor strongly and my left hand, face and leg were drug through the gnarled surface of the road, HOW SCARED, SHOCKED and PAINFUL I am!! It’s still obvious until now.
Everything passed very fast, however I could recall every moment of that, seem to be slow motion in the movie, while I still lied on the floor, dared not to move or imagined how ugly face I am, tried to think it was just my dream, my left leg pain were stronger and my mom’s consciousness come first.
I just realized that I was in my mom embrace, she regarded me firstly and held me tightly… then called my dad and hospital for help.
Because of my extreme leg pain, I tried to move and look around my mom difficultly, Though my leg pained severely as if it were collapsed, I was sure it didn’t fracture. And because of my thick jean pants, just a large and somewhat deep abrasion appeared. On the contrary due to my mom wore just thin pants, I must be SHOCKED again to recognized that at the same position of me, her pants tore largely as well as her skin, the wound lacerated till I could see subcutaneous tissue and bone at pretibial site, the skin opened as the door and hang on the other site as a hinge, blood still poured continuously. This might be a familiar scene in Trauma or Surgery department that I could find frequently but I still cannot accept… that was the leg of my mom… I torture for that as well.
THE BAD MEMORIE passed already, my mom and I are safe and get well now..
However because of this disaster I haven’t been permitted to ride the motorcycle. The ACCIDENT happen rapidly, but my we must take long time for curing ourselves especially my mental status; my phobia still exists for months after that. Absolutely, I dare not to ride the bike, usually be anxious when traveling and cannot play any adventurous playing instrument in amusement park that I had favored.
It might be a misfortune and bad experience in my life.. however I still ultimately thanks god and get some benefit from that.
Firstly, thanks to still let us survive and safe till now. Imagine if it’s not our leg that crashed intensely the floor, but being our head, we might get intracerebral hemorrhage, paralysis,… who know…
And how about our life, how about my family that must take care of us, how about my dream to be a good doctor, the passing 4 year in medical school and all of my endeavor will be worthless. In conclusion it’s fortunate… we are still safe.
Secondly, I can learn more from this occurrence. Before this, I was a careless girl; walking, running, riding or doing everything without carefulness.
Though this accident gave me somewhat panic, it make me realize that everything is uncertain, DEATH can come any moment, hence you should be careful in every pace of you life and do the good deed as much as you can especially for your lovely family or your love one…
Before they or you pass away, before we cannot express our gratitude anymore, before we cannot do anything for them…. START RIGHT NOW… JUST DO IT!!!
Finally, please realize that no benefit from alcoholic use, on the contrary just disaster and bad health for you, the drinker. Especially, driving when you’re drunk…
How many cases like this, how many poor people that must be your preys and sacrifice their life for your amusing..
Imagine, if the death is the head of family, how much does this disaster affect..
Exactly, nothing can be compensated this loss even your valueless life, THE DRINKER..
Friday, May 16, 2008
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4 comments:
Wow, quite a story. I'm so glad you and your mom are healing and that you're all right now.
Motorcycles are so dangerous, especially when not wearing helmets. I hope in the future you will always wear one if you have to ride a motorcycle again.
Mothers are always protective. Your story made me feel homesick a little, and you are very fortunate to have such a great mum.
thank you Neumed, and frankie..
yes... my mom is such a great mom
wow ! what a great story !
i can remember several times when i did'n wear it :( i read this story from Romania and i'm really glad. byee..
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