WhAT An iRoNy!!
As i'm sitting here typing, i find that what just took place barely half an hour ago was such an irony. Meaning...........???
As unfortunate as it is, my poor grandma was at long last been bitten by my beyond sanity 'lulu'. Well, i was in the room trying hard to concentrate on the topic which i have been studying ever since this morning for nothing seems to be getting into my head, seriously *sob* *sob*, exams is just less then a week ahead. Okay back to the point, went straight out to be greeted by my grandma's demise in which her hand was already bleeding profusely. Thank God, dad was back. Took her straight to Amardev to be treated and to get a jab of Tatanus. Hopefully my 'not so dear' LULU has not contracted the mad dog disease or else......not only will i need to deal with a mad dog but i will need to deal with a mad.......i think u get my meaning!!!
Okay back to the consultation room, i was trying hard to keep my 'shocked' grandma calm. The nurses came to wash her wound and i was greeted by a rather jagged and deep wound that was gushing out red and fresh blood. After about 5 minutes, Dr. Anne came in and said that my grandma needed stitches.
Okie, before the stitching began, i kept me grandma calmed by asking her not to look when Anne prooded and stick a needle a few times into her wound to anaesthise her hand. Well the ironic thing happened here, instead of her getting scared, i was the one looking at the wound and got freaked out that i nearly pass out on my feet. Finally got to the fact that i was giddy, i sat side by side my grandma while my aunt called my dad in. Now nobody will say i'm not me father's daughter, for he encountered the same exact thing a long time ago!
So, the reverse thing happened, instead of taking of my granny, she was asking me whether i was alright. Well sitting here now thinking about it, i think one good thing happened from my 'embarrassment', for i guess i really and totally got her mind out of Anne stitching her hand :)
In the end, my grandma's hands ended up being bandaged like a boxer whereby she received 7 stitches for her gusto in sitting between 2 fighting DOGS, and i ended up sick in the stomach. Well, I guess this is LIFE!! If everything is so predictable then, where's the fun of fainting right infront of a Dr. whom is stiching up your grandma's hand??
As unfortunate as it is, my poor grandma was at long last been bitten by my beyond sanity 'lulu'. Well, i was in the room trying hard to concentrate on the topic which i have been studying ever since this morning for nothing seems to be getting into my head, seriously *sob* *sob*, exams is just less then a week ahead. Okay back to the point, went straight out to be greeted by my grandma's demise in which her hand was already bleeding profusely. Thank God, dad was back. Took her straight to Amardev to be treated and to get a jab of Tatanus. Hopefully my 'not so dear' LULU has not contracted the mad dog disease or else......not only will i need to deal with a mad dog but i will need to deal with a mad.......i think u get my meaning!!!
Okay back to the consultation room, i was trying hard to keep my 'shocked' grandma calm. The nurses came to wash her wound and i was greeted by a rather jagged and deep wound that was gushing out red and fresh blood. After about 5 minutes, Dr. Anne came in and said that my grandma needed stitches.
Okie, before the stitching began, i kept me grandma calmed by asking her not to look when Anne prooded and stick a needle a few times into her wound to anaesthise her hand. Well the ironic thing happened here, instead of her getting scared, i was the one looking at the wound and got freaked out that i nearly pass out on my feet. Finally got to the fact that i was giddy, i sat side by side my grandma while my aunt called my dad in. Now nobody will say i'm not me father's daughter, for he encountered the same exact thing a long time ago!
So, the reverse thing happened, instead of taking of my granny, she was asking me whether i was alright. Well sitting here now thinking about it, i think one good thing happened from my 'embarrassment', for i guess i really and totally got her mind out of Anne stitching her hand :)
In the end, my grandma's hands ended up being bandaged like a boxer whereby she received 7 stitches for her gusto in sitting between 2 fighting DOGS, and i ended up sick in the stomach. Well, I guess this is LIFE!! If everything is so predictable then, where's the fun of fainting right infront of a Dr. whom is stiching up your grandma's hand??
posted by ADeLinE @ 6:05 PM
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