Accidents

One of family friends asked me "how many accidents had your children have?" "A LOT!

Wow, that brings back a lot of memories."

The first accident was our first baby rolled over the bed and fell down. He cried of course I cried too. Now I don't even think that can be called "accident".

When Paul was two years old. He was playing hide and seek with his father while I was feeding baby. They had great time, and Paul was so excited that he ran into the door frame. "Pong"the sound was shocking, so did I. I jumped up and ran to him", the sight of his forehead with a steam of blood flowing down from his eyebrow almost sent my husband into hysterical panic...we rushed him to A@E, he got six stitches...

The was the first A@E visit for our kids.

Then, more accidents follow, falling down from monkey bar, lost control in riding scooter in a sharp down slop; play sringe shooting soaping water into eye; acute stomach pain turned out to be a life threaten intussusception...

By God's grace and mercy, after each accident, we thanked with relief, "it could be worse."

Since my elder son started to play football, he had twice nasty accidents which both involved fractures of bones. Though over years I have learn to be more prepared for these types of accident, I still felt compelling to urge him not to play again. However, the suffer and pain did least to deter him from playing, so did mother's plea and nagging.

Last Saturday, my daughter just had a new accident:

She was just recovering from a week long flu and was anxious to get into pool. She plunged into the pool with a perfect plunging, just as the way she has been training, but in the wrong side of pool. When she appeared above water, she gave a faint smile and told me, "I knock my head at the bottom of pool."

I checked her head, there was a blood stain on her skull. I controlled my tears when we rushed to KK hostipial. She was given the first rate emergency treatment and testing, such as "can you move you head? do you have feeling on your fingers?..."

One doctor came to ask me to describe the whole incident, when I mentioned the blood, I broke down...

Thank God, she suffered no main injury except some nech strain and pain.

"ÿou are so stoopid.You call you self a swimmer?"the brothers restored to her. Later, as we related this incident, my daughter said to me,"Mum, i was so embrassed when you cried in hospital.

Well, there is really no accident in the eyes of God. We have gone through, and hope that we have learnt valuable lesson from each of it. Yet, the prayer of, "Dear Lord, ...Give us this day our daily bread, forgive our sins as we forgive those who trangress us, lead us not into temperation, but deliver us from evil, for thine is the kindgom, and the power, and the glory."

My prayer for my children is, "Dear Lord, please be their guardian in every moment and every day."