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I thought I should probably blog about this... I mean, I would sooner or later talk about this... but ya.. let me talk about this.. truth is...

I had a freak accident during my first reservist last week...

And I almost lost my fingers!

Ok. Not to exaggerate further. But ya, I chiong-ed during ICT and during the first action-front outfield, somehow my fingers slipped while I was ramming the monkey ramp with my detachment mate, and before I could realise, he shouted that my hand was covered with blood. That was the first time I saw so much of my own blood. Crimson red blood was trickling down profusely.

And I thought it didn't hurt much.

I guess I was too numbed.

My platoon mate all thought I showed an expressionless face. And I even smiled at a photographer who was trying to take a snapshot of my expression when the medics were attending to me. Oh and I added a "twist" to the shot.

I was rushed to Ngee Soon camp medical centre before being "rushed" to Tan Tock Seng hospital to which I thought the wait was more painful than what had happened. Under the accompaniment of one of my sergeants, I waited from 8pm till 4.30am before I was "ushered" to the operation theatre.

In the operation theatre, it looked rather similar to those I saw on tv. Except the surgeons were not standing up and crowding around me. They were sitting down comfortably and were gossiping away and cracking their own private jokes. And throughout the whole operation, I was awake and conscious. A surgeon was saying "sorry" for each anaesthetic jab he gave on my hand. Too apologetic that I thought I had better off be asleep then. And I had more than 10 jabs!

I'm proud to say I didn't drop a single tear. Well, I might have been bored to tears having to wait the entire night but I pulled through.

I'm thankful for that sergeant who accompanied me throughout. I could tell he was really tired but just simply couldn't sleep. Also, almost my entire family plus dearie and her sis rushed down to visit me after hearing about the incident. For once, I felt very loved.

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Right now, my fingers are on the road to recovery. Been to the polyclinic a few times to change the dressing and went back to TTSH for review yesterday.

The doctor said the stitches could not be removed yet as it was too early. So I have to wait another week. I was happy that sir Kelvin dropped by with some other sergeants. Thanks guys for the concern. =)

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Although it wasn't really much of a big deal(at least that's what my dad thought), it made me see some things in a different light.

For example, Aaron dropped by to visit me one night and bought me dinner. Really appreciated the concern man.


And of course, dearie who was there to "ferry" me to the polyclinic and hospital. Thanks dearie bun. =)

Simon also consoled me a great deal over the phone when he heard about what happened. He thought I should look at the incident in a positive light, that I should be reminded that having braved this, I could face any sort of challenges down the road. Now, that's a pretty good one.

The possible scar would also be testimony of my chivalry/masculinity, eh? =)


And of course, the growing optimist in me still had the mood for these...

Well, to think that I typed this entry single-handedly at a possible speed of 100wpm...

I think I'm such a genius. =D