I am typing this post with just 8 fingers working. I was so close to being dead and I have to shake my head because it seems like I am seeingnow a thread in TB, Rest in Peace, Grazie!
Yesterday afternoon, I decided to re-arrange my corner curio where I put my little collection of crystal bowls and cake plate. It has five levels, the first or top level is where I put a tea or sake set given to me by my dear Aya san. So you can say it's where I keep my precious breakable little collection.
I got done re-arranging the second level where I put two of my three crystal bowls and at the back of it, I vertically placed my one and only crystal cake plate. One of the bowls is so heavy as well as the crystal cake plate. Ok, fast forward. I was already at the bottom level when, out of the blue, I heard crashing sound! The crystal cake plate fell on the crystal heavy bowl and I supposed the impact caused the bowl to break into multiple pieces! I didn't have time anymore to run as I was squatting and all I did was to cover my head with my hands. One of the big pieces hit my head and as I checked my hand, blood was profusely oozing. I thought it came from my head as the broken crystal bowl was so sharp and so heavy but with God's grace, my head was spared with just a little bruise. I had a very deep and big cut that slit my left pinky finger and a small cut in my right pinky finger. I holler for my husband to help me and he was so surprised to see both my hands and my shorts and shirt bloodied and blood all over my floor. I later saw a cut in my left wrist - almost like a slit when one is committing suicide! I also have a big cut in my upper right arm and lots of mini cuts in my back shoulders (as I was wearing a sleeveless shirt) from the broken glass splinters. I know I should have had gotten a few stitches especially in my left pinky finger but I chose not to. It wasn't really that bad to go through more pain of the needle! My husband cleaned my cuts, applied some neosporin, bandaged while I relax in the sofa feeling whoozy from seeing the blood. Much later after my husband took care of my cuts, I looked like a patched woman. Today, the only remaining bandages I have are the one in my left pinky finger and my right upper arm.
Being a leftie, it is so hard for me to do things with a bandaged pinky finger but I am not about to complain. I looked at all the broken pieces scattered all over my floor and it was pretty bad! I am thankful to God and to my angels for carrying the bigger and sharp splinters away from me that could have had hit my head fatally. I really shudder to think how close I was but I guess it wasn't my time yet.
My husband told me to treat those things with more respect as they can be deadly weapon! lol Really, I could have been more careful like not putting the cake plate vertically but I loved the look of it behind the bowls. Oh well. Lesson learned. And now, I feel like I am given a new life.
Thanks God for sparing my life once again.
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