My father, after overheard the sound of the dropping of tumbler, and my mother, who heard me left out a cry, rushed out downstairs to see what had happened.  I was, however, unconscious.  My mum shook me and I regained my awareness.  Too weak to speak.  They were panic-stricken.  My face was as white as a sheet of paper and their blood ran cold.  Cold sweats and pale face went together.  I now know how much they love me, indeed.

He made me a hot sugar drink (people say it works) and I drank.  I was blur at that time.  Everything happened way too fast for a flash back.  I was brought lying on a bed.  Resting.  I put a refrigerated jelly packet on my head to lessen the pain.  Things seemed so unreal.  One moment I thought I was going to die. 

My father planned to have me hospitalised for a 'X-ray' because I hurted my head and my backbone.  He scared that any blood clot might kill me or I would become retarded.  

We sent my brother to school and went to a clinic.  The doctor ended up saying I was fine because I hurt my coccyx or muscle.  As long as it was not something relating to nerve it is okay.  Lucky for me I also didn't hurt the back of my head.  I was so glad and grateful things turned out good.  Aside from the dizziness, I was fine except for the pain.  I was like an old woman suffering the muscle problem.  

Yesterday I felt it hurted turning my head, my neck was stretched I think.  I found a new wound too, on my shoulder, a reddish-black.  Other than that, my back and head were swollen.  I hope that I will not have dementia, I can picture how horrific it is for me.  It was a April's Fool in advanced.

Since then, I have stairs phobia and will remind myself to watch every staircases I am stepping on.  I have phobia when eating fish too.  A few days ago, a fish bone stuck in my throat and caused uneasiness.  

I learnt to appreciate my life more than often, knowing it is too short.  Things can happen in just a moment, and death can grabbed your precious life in just a second.  Beware.