I thank God for Mommy.
Well, it was just a normal Mother's Day for me until on Tuesday, I came across a piece of document at home that said it all...
I better treasure my Mommy even more.
It was actually the medical report of my Mom's accident in 1998. While going to church on the bus with her on a regular Sunday, the bus was approaching our stop. After Mommy stood up and before she could hold onto any handle, the bus driver applied an emergency break. As a result, she was thrown forward from the rear exit door all the way to the front door, beside the driver as well.
I saw with my own eyes this accident. Boy, I was so, so scared. Mommy yelled, "Help me! I'm in pain! I cannot move!" and other words that would follow after an injury of the back. There was this passer by who helped her and kept her calm. All I could do was to sit at the front seat and stare at her. I had that emotion of anxiety and fear. But I didn't know how to express myself, thus the staring. Thoughts flooded my mind.
What if she is going to die? What happens if she is going to be like popo(at that time), bed ridden for life? Am I going to be motherless? Who is going to look after me?
Thank God, she had a minor fracture at one of her backbone, L1 that was healed over a few months.
Right now, Mommy is cooking dinner and I can smell the garlic from my room. Yummy! I wonder how my life would be like if she had to leave me at that point of time. Back injuries are serious OKAY! Always a high probability of paralysis. From there, more complications will develop which will eventually lead to death.
I LOVE MOM.