Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Bloody.


I cut my middle finger. It bled and bled and bled. Good thing I had friends around (two were nurses) to ease my panic and calmed me down. If I was left all by myself, I wouldn't have made it home.

The sight of warm, red blood gushing profusely rendered me weak, nauseous and squeamish all at the same time. Feeling faint and cold, my knees wobbled as I looked for a chair to sit down while Camay pressed my palm to keep me conscious.

On other occasions, this happening is no big deal. But I was in the market for crying out loud. I kid you not. I was utterly embarrassed!

I had to get over this fear of blood. What an awful way to end a good day with friends.

1 comment:

LhanLhan said...

sakit nyan... ouch!

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