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I have only had one major Injury in my life time and it wasn’t as an adult, but as a teenager. I still have the scar to show for it. Every time I take a glance at it, my memory is flooded of the exact day and manner it happened.
On that faithful day, I remember in the year 2006, as a teenager I was a clumsy and very carefree girl. I was the type that would usually pour water on the floor, or have a glass slip from my hand, or hit my head on the wall from just being hyper active and always too excited. I loved to play and I was easily distracted.
It happened in the evening, i and my elder sister were gisting about something I can’t remember specifically right now, my sister was making use of a hand mirror, she was testing out her makeup skill, I remember vividly just before power went off and there was darkness all over the living room, I had that same mirror in my hands and was using it to look at my face and the lipstick I had snatched from my sister to rub on my lips(as per she was testing makeup so I used the opportunity to test too as I wasn’t allowed to apply any at that age, so it was fun to me). Well that was the last I remember,because from then onwards everything happened so fast.
Apparently, I had dropped the mirror on the chair when there was no longer light to look at myself. Then as a child when I wanted to sit on the sofa, my knee sits first before my bum, I think this is a thing with children, because I see my niece and nephew use this same method to sit too(funny). I proceeded to use my knee to sit first before my bum, now because every where was still dark and I couldn’t see anything, I didn’t realize the mirror I had dropped was on the exact spot I had placed my knee on the chair. And that was it, my knees flesh cut open, the mirror broke into my knee. I screamed in pain, and that was when my sister looked for a flash light to find out what was wrong with me. As soon as she saw it she too screamed my daddy and mummy’s name.
It was a sore sight, the whole knee flesh was opened and one could literally see my bone, not to talk of the blood that was gushing out of my leg, so much blood everywhere. My parents ran out and tied the leg with a cloth to stop the bleeding and then rushed me to the hospital that night. It was really late.
my scar
I remember spending the night in the hospital, I was in severe pain. To crown it all, the doctor who was to stitch the knee promised he would give me pain killers and put me to sleep for the procedure so I don’t feel the pain, although he did as promised but it did not work or I don’t really know for sure what happens but all I know is I was wide awake for the whole stitching and it was painful as pain could be. I screamed, cried and cried some more.
I kept hearing the doctor tell my mum, the anesthesia did not work or something like that, and there as nothing he could do I was loosing too much blood and he needed to stitch it up fast. Omo, I cringe every time I remember that night, it was a night mare. After that I stayed back and took a couple of IV’s and by the early hours of the morning my parents took me back home.
This experience taught me that life could go from zero to one hundred in a split second. If it was something that could Kill me then, I probably would have died instant just like that, from playing and exploring makeup with my sister to cutting open my leg and having a minor surgery. From then on i became intentional about being extra careful. Till date I hate anything injury in my skin, I try my best to be very cautious and careful In order not to injure myself.
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