The breath I would never trade for...
It's already the 5th of January.
The only wish that I wish for is for this year to be better than last year. I had a
VERY tough 2009. Things that happened was beyond my control. I had no choice but to abide it. Eventhough there were times, things were great, but it did not last any longer.
And I am seriously praying for a better year.
I will be turning
20 in a few days,
Insya-Allah. Everytime I think back about my age, I am thankful that I got this far. Each day seems so precious to me. And every day, all I wish to do is spend quality time with my love ones(except for those who don't love me). The reason being is because I
HAD not once but thrice, on the verge of dying.
Back in year 2000, when I was still in primary school, my former teacher, Mr Liau, told us not to ever cut oursleves on our veins, especially on our wrist. So, when I reached home later that day, I wanted to get something in my store house. Later did I knew, I accidentally scratched my right wrist. Only then I realised that the tool box was left opened, and a sharp object was facing towards me. And so, blood started oozing out, and I felt weak all over. I knew I was going to die. So, I ran to the toilet, washed the blood and tied up the wound with a thick cloth. And so I went to sleep, while praying hard to God to put me to heaven.
And so, the next day I woke up, realized that I am still alive on my bed. I was lucky that the sharp object did not pierce through that far.
Another incident took place when I was 12 years old. That happened during a gathering I usually had with a friend name Sarah. As frequent as we could, we would dropped by her father house in Bukit Timah condominium. Well, her parents separated while she was way younger.
And as always, we would either hang out in her big room, or at the pool. And so, that one particular day, we were at the pool, swimming of course. I was in the pool(i didn't know to float!), while she sat by the pool, back facing me while talking to her mom on the phone. Suddenly, I slipped and got into the deeper side of the pool. Being a lousy swimmer who does not know how to float, I got panicked and was drowning. I shouted for Sarah, but everytime I was able to breathe for air, I got pulled back to the water and water kept oozing into my mouth. I was freaking scared. I knew I'm gonna die. I had no choice but to splashed as much water as I could to Sarah. And thankfully, she looked back, dropped her phone into the pool and jumped into the water.
The funny part was, everytime she held my head up, I knocked her head down. She then screamed her lungs out and scolded me to stay calm. And eventually, which I did, she pulled me out of the water. And up till now, I owe a part of my life to Sarah.
The last going-to-die experience I had was back in 2008. I was down with asthma attacked. Bf was there with me, and I kept complaining to him about being breathless. All he did was spread some oil on back back, rubbed it awhile and that's it. But the pain didn't stop. And he barely do anything. And obviously I was pretty mad at him coz all he did was watched soccer, and did not pay any attention to me.
So, as much as I wanted to endure the pain, I walked ever so slowly to my room(where my sister is at), lied next to her and complain about the pain. Only then, the attack became worst and I was really breathless. So, she ran to my parents room, and thankfully they were not asleep yet. Dad made some holly water and asked me to drink it. Only then bf came to my room after hearing all those noisy commotion.
Had no choice but to drive to the nearest hospital. Even after having the asthma pumps, it didn't helped. So, I guess in a way to say sorry for neglecting me, bf picked me up(lucky I was thin back then!), and drove to the hospital with my parents.
I was lucky that we came to the hospital in time, or I guess I would be dead.
Those experience thought me a lesson to NEVER take for granted in life..
Therefore, I appreciate every bit of my breathe..
✿(◠‿◠)✿ Love, Shasha @ 10:16 AM
♥iLah NaBiLah♥