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Injured Knee

My Knee Murderer

Last Saturday when I was at work at Safra Toa Payoh, I fell down and hurt my knee..

It was a very epic and unexpected fall.

This was what happened.

There is this small table for kids to do suncatcher painting and I was sitting there

to teach the kids how to do it.

Halfway through, as there were customers coming to the booth, I need to go over to tend the booth.

There was a few Star Wars Darth Vaders standing around to let kids to take photo with.

And there was one standing right between the small table and the booth.

So, I had to *hop* over to the back to go to the booth.

Unfortunately, when I was hopping, my right leg hit the back rest of the kids chair..

And guess what? I toppled over.

I tell you.. The pain was not funny.

However, because my shirt already flipped up and for a very self-conscious person like me,

I just immediately stand up and slowly walk to the booth where the chair is.

I was trying to endure the pain inside.

My neighbour booth was so scared because he saw that I fell quite badly.

I just sat there and keep quiet.

I can feel the excruciating pain arising from my knee area..

It feels exactly like this picture..

I didn't even dare to move myself.

It wasn't long before I started to weep quietly as I sat there..

I was literally trembling..

For a moment, I thought I could not walk anymore.

Of course, I slowly tried to stand up and limp towards the kids' table and teach them how to

do the suncatcher painting.

And you know what's the saddest thing?

My right knee which is badly injured in the inside, has no visible signs of injuries..

I don't think anyone even knows that I am injured unless they saw it themselves.

Yet my left knee which was okay after awhile, have bruises.

People ask me if it was swollen, I didn't even know how to answer.

From the outside, it just look fine..

But it is extremely painful in the inside of the knee..

I could barely lift my leg up.

At night when Joel came to fetch me home with his bike, I couldn't even get on the bike normally.

We had to find ways to let me go up the bike.

I totally felt like a handicap.

I have to get up onto the rider's seat first and slowly push myself back to the pillion seat.

It is crazy as it seems. Oh well..

I wish I could take leave to rest, but well..

Does a poor lady deserves rest?

Money is more important.

It isn't the most important thing in life, but without it, it ruined many lives.

Sometimes, I wish I am rich.

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My Knee Murderer

It feels exactly like this picture..

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