ball to face.

Today I got hit directly in the face by a soccer ball. hm, I was quite surprised myself- at my own reaction to the situation. I saw the ball zooming directly at me but it was too near and too fast- i only had time to blink and no time to shrink away from the ball. "BAHHM!". That reverberating sound hits your ears before your nociceptors can tell you that it's painful.

Though I was hit in the face, it didn't feel too horrible. I was in shock for the first few minutes, stunned. But then again, it felt alright. I could hear everyone crowding around me, and by then I was already flopped down on the floor with my head buried in my hands. Then my nose started to bleed. It wasn't unbearable, in fact I was constantly worried about how i'll look tomorrow. ("oh no, how am I going to start med school with a bruised nose?"). A few people kept telling me to keep my head back, but I remembered what I learnt at my first aid class- don't tilt back. It'll clot at the back of your nose and may actually cause you to choke. Instead, lean forward and let it out, holding the top part of the bridge to your nose. The bleeding will eventually stop as you hold your nose. I called for people to bring me water and tissues. Seriously, I was surprised at how calm I was... was I? I think I so. :S

Well, I guess this is just one of those 'bloggable' moments. Where even I surprised myself. Only after an hour or more I realised that I was worrying about the wrong things. I shouldn't be worrying about how I'll look tomorrow as I trust and believe that God will heal me. No bruises will be there tomorrow. No pain will be there tomorrow. Tomorrow will be a fresh start. Why? Well, just because I prayed over it and I believe in God's promises. Healing comes from God, so why not?

yeah, so say it with me- AMEN!

just fyi: (Amen = So let it be)