People say that life has its own mysterious ways of communicating with us through subtle signs and whispers of intuition. I have this peculiar connection – one that involves my eyelids which have the uncanny ability to forewarn me of impending misfortunes, especially when it concerns myself and the well-being of my loved ones. Call it superstition or intuition, but when my eyelids twitch, I can’t help but worry, and my maternal instincts kick into high gear.
For nearly three weeks, my right eyelid had been delivering an unsettling message, one that stirred my maternal instincts and heightened my awareness. It twitched persistently, a subtle but undeniable signal that something was amiss. Each day, I couldn’t shake the feeling of impending trouble, prompting me to caution my daughters and myself to exercise extra care in our daily routines.
This morning at around 9 a.m., I received a call from Sherilyn. My heart skipped a beat as I heard her voice, for I had a premonition that my eyelids had been trying to convey. She had fallen into a hole in the park while conducting an architectural site analysis of the park located near her college. An area in the park had holes in the ground and tall weeds were concealing the holes.
Sherilyn, along with four of her team members, had been visiting the park multiple times, gathering data and insights for their assignments. Today was different, as they had scheduled an early morning visit to collect data. As she walked through a grassy area with tall weeds, disaster struck. Hidden amidst the foliage were several concealed holes, and Sherilyn, unable to spot the holes, fell into one, twisted her ankle, and landed in agonizing pain. She had a lateral ankle sprain.
Her classmate who drove them to the park promptly drove her to the nearest private hospital, SJMC to receive medical attention without delay. The entire group stood by her side, offering their assistance and solace until her dad arrived at the hospital.
An X-ray was performed, and we received a moment of relief as we learned that there was no fracture. However, the doctor noted soft tissue injuries and the possibility of a torn ligament. Although the doctor suggested an MRI for a more comprehensive assessment, hubs decided to bring Sherilyn to his trusted physiotherapist first, as the absence of a fracture eased our immediate concerns.
Hubs was super relief that there was no fracture on Sherilyn’s legs and no hospitalization was needed. Just last month, Sherilyn was hospitalized for a day for a bad attack of hives and he had to pay the hospital several thousand Ringgit upon her discharge. The amount was only reimbursed to him more than a month later by our insurance company, with me chasing our insurance agent persistently.
Sherilyn is now using crutches to move around in the house. Her grandaunt bought the crutches a few years ago when she had a fall and fractured her leg. While Sherilyn sits comfortably on the couch with her leg propped up on a cushion, I am like her personal servant attending to her every need. Every half an hour, she asks me to bring her fresh ice packs from the freezer each time the one that she’s using turns to room temperature. I serve her food, bring her dirty dishes to the kitchen and wash them, and even serve her water and fruits; like she’s a queen!
My eyelids, though annoying whenever they twitch persistently, continue to be my silent messenger, offering forewarnings that I can’t fully comprehend. But they remind me of the importance of vigilance and prepare me mentally for the unforeseen.
Happy Mid Autumn Festival everyone!
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