Poor little toe

I had a little accident recently. I still remember that fateful Tuesday afternoon (Feb 27th, 2007 - 2 days after we moved into our new condo), how my little right toe has turned blue black. Amah was trying to organize some stuffs in the kitchen cabinet, and I saw this canned food and wanted to play with it. I'm not sure how things happened when this can fell on top of my right toe! I cried non-stop (and mind you, I don't normally cry unless it's really painful) so Amah got worried and called Daddy. He and Mommy were at work, both in the middle of a meeting at that time. Since Amah also didn't normally call them when I got accidents (she'll normally only tell them after they returned from work, like if I fell off the bed, or knocked on something, etc...), so they got really worried and rushed back to take me to the hospital. I was sleeping at that time, and only woke up when I reached the hospital. Luckily Dr. Lim said there's no need to do an x-ray first, just observe for a few more days. I was given some medication, of course.

So, that's how my little toe became blue black... I would showed it to Mommy and Daddy, with some exaggeration of "oohhhs & ahhhs" to gain their symphaty. I thought that's the worst part. But I was wrong. The following Monday, I woke up earlier than usual and saw Daddy was preparing for work. Then I went to play with my Barney storybook toy (a birthday present from Mommy & Daddy - photo below was taken during my birthday last year).


















Suddenly, I lost my grip and the toy fell right on top of that very same toe! I saw blood splashing out onto the whole floor and got scared. I quickly ran to Daddy and hugged his legs. Initially Daddy thought I was trying to be 'manja' with him, but when he saw the blood everywhere, he got panicky and started calling for Mommy. Mommy came out from the room and carried me, trying to console me at the same time as trying to clean the wound. Later, they took me to the emergency unit in Hospital Pantai as Dr. Lim hadn't arrive yet. I had a hard time letting the nurses clean and dress my wound. Later, we went to see Dr. Lim again to make sure that all is all right. Thank goodness no x-rays are needed.


















Oh, look at my poor little toe... right after the dressing.



















And now, after 3 weeks, my toe nail finally came off. Mommy is still keeping that for me. But my right toe is no longer as pretty as last time. Hopefully when I grow older, the scars won't be so obvious anymore. Anyway, I've learnt my lessons - the hard way.