Unforgettable Moment

It happened 10 years ago, when I was a 1^st grade student in elementary school.

That day was Thursday.  We heard adzan maghrib, when suddenly the lamp off. So, my mother who had wear mukena prayed alone in her bedroom with my youngest little sister (she was a baby) beside her. My 1^st little sister (a playgroup student) and I, wanted took a wudhu in bathroom, but we were afraid because we couldn’t look anything, it was so dark. So, we went to bathroom with our father and brought a candle. My little sister finished first, she ran from the bathroom, her legs were wet, she didn’t dry her legs with towel or anything. I wanted to catch my little sister, it was like a game that my little sister wanted me to chased her. So in a rush I ran out from the bathroom, same as my little sister, I didn’t dry my legs. When I was in a curve, which divided the dining room and the living room, suddenly the lamps turned on, I was so shocked, I ran with my legs wet and couldn’t stop, my head bumped the sharp part of the wall. I felt sick first, then I put my hand on my eyebrow to minimize the hurted part. When I felt liquid flew from my head to my hand I took my hand and looked there was so much blood on my head and the floor near me was full of blood, I was crying then I shouted my parents that I was fell and bleeding. My parents quickly came to me then when they saw me and the blood my mother said “YaAllah shasha” my mother looked for some clothes to cover my blood which flowed and flowed. We went to hospital by my car, my mother put my sisters in my neighbour’s home and asked for my neighbour’s housewife to cleaned up the blood in my home, because my mom was so sad and scared, she was not brave to clean the blood. When we arrived in the closest hospital, the doctor said to my father “we only can to steril it and cover it, but we can’t handle this work, we will send to the other hospital by ambulance” then the nurse said to my mother “the inner part of my eyeball is seen”. My mother was crying, and went outside the hospital, because she was worry about me and felt sad. We went to the other hospital by ambulance, 1 hour after that I had arrived in the bigger hospital. They said that the doctor who handled me is the best doctor in that hospital for sewing, he gave me the anesthesia, I didn’t feel anything, except a kind of sewing but it didn’t feel hurt. I heard the doctor told my father “lucky her, because the torn part is only here, because so near from this torn part there is a nerve system” then he said again “because the torn part is so deep, so we double the sew, in the meat 20x sewing, and in the skin 10x sewing” then the doctor said again “don’t go anywhere before 2 hour after now. It’s better to take a rest in hospital” I said “I want to go home” the doctor answered “ok you can go home, but if you feel queasy you must go here again, maybe there is something wrong with your head” the doctor told to my father “tomorrow take her here again, we will scan her brain. And twice a week for 1 month come here to change the bandage and give the antiseptic. After the wound dry, we will open the sewing” my father said “okay doctor, thank you”. I was alone in that room, I feel so lonely, so I went outside looked for my mother, I found her was sitting and crying, and my father was sleeping. I came to her and I asked to go home now, it was not already 2 hours yet, maybe it was just 15 minutes after the doctor left me. But I felt good, only a little bit dizzy. I hope this unforgettable moment won’t ever happen again, it only can to be remembered…