Another heartbreaking news...

Yes...another heartbreaking news...

I want to promise you that I want to make this the last negative post I am going to post on this blog. I really need to get out of all the negative vibes...

Here was what happened on Tuesday afternoon at 3.30pm...

Darren was napping and I was listening to my mp3 to de-stress myself. Suddenly I heard the door bell rang twice, then my maid came knocking at my room door. She told me our opposite neighbour - a grandmother aged around 75 came and seek help coz her maid has fainted at home. She also has a granddaughter same age as Darren. I asked my maid to take care of Darren while I went over to see what have happened.

I saw the maid lying on the floor. Even the grandmother tried to apply oilment, she didn't wake up. Apparently, she suddenly fainted while sweeping the floor. We tried calling her, shaking her but she still did not respond. Looking at this situation, I suggested to quickly send her to a nearby clinic.

Before I send, I called the nearby clinic to seek for advise. The doctor told me that like her situation, we needed to send her to hospital coz the clinic does not have the drip facility. The nearest hospital is still quite a distance from my place. So, I suggested to the grandmother that we should call an ambulance. So happened that the grandmother's son is in China and her daughter-in-law is working in PJ.

I called 999 (yes..twice in a month) AGAIN. After all the questioning, they passed me to the hospital. Guessed what the man from the hospital said?

"Your area a lot of turning..we are not familiar with the address..can you tell me how to go to your place."

I got so mad hearing this. They are suppose to help us, now I got to help them to reach my place. Don't the govt know that there is something called GPS..can't they install one in the ambulance???

Anyway, I told them I'll get the security guard to wait for them at the entrance to my area and guide them here.

I called the security guard number. No one answered. So, I got to drive out to the guard house and asked them to wait for the ambulance outside.

My maid then came over with Darren. The fainted maid then produced some hollow sound, then suddenly her legs and hands were straighten up, her head kept shaking left and right. I'm not sure it's called fits or epilepsy. It happened a while, then she fainted again. It has been like this a few times. (I was so scared). But my maid said..their kampung people think that there are those "dirty" things disturbing them. Guess what after my maid said this? The grandmother told me that her maid told her that she dreamt that someone want to take her life away last night. Sound scary isn't it? In addition, her mother just passed away and since she cannot go back home, she wanted to fast for 2 weeks. So, that day was her 3rd day fasting. The maid has just worked with them for 1 month plus only.

My maid then asked for red onion. She said she has seen this in the kampung before and she asked for red onion to rub her hands and let her smell. Then, the "already too frighten" grandmother went in to take some red onion for her. She then tried to peel the red onion and apply on the fainted maid.

While the grandmother saw my maid peeling so hard, she asked whether she needed a knife. My maid answered her that she does not need a knife. The grandmother then walked to the kitchen, Darren somehow followed behind. I was following Darren and wanted to bring him out. The minute we reached the kitchen, I saw the grandmother took out a short and sharp knife from her counter top and turned her body around, with the knife pointing forward. Before I could grab hold of Darren, (just don't know why), Darren suddenly dash towards the grandmother. He hit the grandmother. Then the grandmother suddenly screamed and said something like.."I has poked him...die lah..die lah...kena the eyes..." in cantonese.

My heart DROPPED. She then used her hands covered Darren's face and pulled Darren's face towards her thigh. I tried to pull Darren's away but she kept covering Darren's face. My first impression is..SHIT....she poked my son with the sharp knife..

I got to raise my voice and told her to let me check my son. I slowly pull Darren away from her, expecting the worse...I saw a cut on his forehead. I was relief....I checked his eyes and his head and asked whether he is ok. The cut is short but quite deep and it was bleeding. The grandmother then suddenly broke down and cried and blaming herself what has she done. (I think the grandmother does not understand what my maid said and thought my maid said she couldn't find the knife. So, she went in and get the knife for her.)

I told the grandmother I needed to bring Darren back home and clean the wound. I dare not bring him back there anymore. I needed to calm down too. I was so scared...I was so scared that the knife actually poke on Darren and I could have lost him.

While I got to deal with this traumatic situation, the ambulance called me said they still couldn't find the place. Anyway...ding dong ding dong....I get 2 guards to meet them and finally the ambulance arrived I think about an hr from the minute I called them. Luckily her daughter in law also back already. So, I just stayed back my own place and let them deal with the maid.

Lesson learnt..

In the future whenever there is an emergency, do not bring your children out of the house. Get someone to take care of them in the house (unless fire). Coz under these kind of kelam kabut situation, anything can happened to them.

Until today..whenever I close my eyes..i can still see the sharp pointed knife and Darren dashed to the grandmother. The grandmother came the next day and gave Darren some bread. I was upstairs and the maid told me that the grandmother told her, "Saya banyak takut ah boy mati la!" with tears in her eyes.

When the maid told me what the grandmother said...tears rolled down from my eyes too. I told my maid, "Saya lagi takut saya akan hilang Darren!!"

Thank GOD...really thank GOD that Darren just get a cut on his forehead. I really hope by helping this 2 neighbours out (in 1 month), I have collected some merits for my family.

I really hope there isn't any heartbreaking news happening anymore. You asked me how can I not feel insecure when I was so afraid of losing my home and hubby during the fire incident; wondering where the maid has gone when I did not see her at home; and most importantly, afraid of losing my child while we were trying to save someone's life.

p/s: Merryn, you are right. My post lately has been very negative and depressing. In fact, it is actually how I am feeling right now, insecure and depressing. But I promise...I need to get out of this...I promise...the next post I am going to post a positive one.