Battle Scars
One of those days when I lived my nightmare. It was supposed to be an uneventful holiday Monday when I decided to bring Bonchie to the weekly tiangge in our neighborhood. The stores were in a street where there's a steep up/down hill. He asked to bring his strider bike and I unknowingly agreed. Since it was just around the corner, I didn't make him wear his protective gears. Bad idea.
We were on our way home when he decided to stride and put his feet up. Maybe he panicked, he didn't know what to do when all of a sudden he was balancing down the hill very fast. All he had to do to brake was simple, he just had to put his feet down. Everything happened so fast, I wanted to run after him but being 23 weeks pregnant, it was hard for me to catch up. I knew what's coming, he was going to crash in the ground, and I didn't know what to do. I closed my eyes and said a quick prayer, shouting for him to put his feet down to break his momentum, then I heard him scream. And he, in full force, crashed on the ground. He was all bruised and wounded. Good thing he didn't break anything.
He was shook up by what happened. After applying 1st aid and getting dad to come pick us up, he didn't want to move from the sofa and just sat there. He's ok now but there's always that feeling of a hard punch in my gut whenever I remember what happened. I just hope that this doesn't scare him off his bike forever.
We were on our way home when he decided to stride and put his feet up. Maybe he panicked, he didn't know what to do when all of a sudden he was balancing down the hill very fast. All he had to do to brake was simple, he just had to put his feet down. Everything happened so fast, I wanted to run after him but being 23 weeks pregnant, it was hard for me to catch up. I knew what's coming, he was going to crash in the ground, and I didn't know what to do. I closed my eyes and said a quick prayer, shouting for him to put his feet down to break his momentum, then I heard him scream. And he, in full force, crashed on the ground. He was all bruised and wounded. Good thing he didn't break anything.
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He was shook up by what happened. After applying 1st aid and getting dad to come pick us up, he didn't want to move from the sofa and just sat there. He's ok now but there's always that feeling of a hard punch in my gut whenever I remember what happened. I just hope that this doesn't scare him off his bike forever.
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