Cherith is one outgoing kid. Anyone steps out of the house, he wants to be the one accompanying. Three days back I was to go to office to fetch hubby some office stuff and he insisted on coming along.
As soon as I got out of the gate, I had a flash. I saw both of us walking by the side when a motorist hit him and I stood there screaming in shock.
I blinked my eyes and I found him standing beside me holding my hand saying "let's go mumma". I sternly instructed him to hold my hand at all times or I shall not take him. He agreed and we walked ahead. In my mind I repeated "I will not let anything like that happen"
The coming time had decided to cheat me though and Cherith met with an unfortunate accident. I was not with him at that time but of what I was informed, he had been hit by a recklessly rash autodriver just two buildings away from home.
I heard his cry and came running trying to figure out what happened. I had a feeling it was best to take medical help and we rushed him.
One the way, I spoke to him, got him to respond and inspected him for severe wounds. We reached a close by hospital and as soon as I put him down on the bed I was shocked at the sight of his unusually swollen thigh. It hit me when the doctor informed that his bone was broken. In my mind, I cried imagining what more he had to go through.
With basic first aid we rushed him to a specialised hospital where at one point I felt he would give up. I prayed to God that it is only he who has to look after my child now. Everything fell into place when all the tests were done, he was plastered and taken to the icu for monitoring.
The Ortho and neuro doctors gave us great relief the next day as they told us it was nothing incurable. But he needed intensive care and medication. I was just preparing myself for the coming days when I was shown the footage of the cctv camera that recorded the accident.
The video showed Cherith leaving a hand and trying to cross the road to go to his grandmother and he was hit. I did not bother to look at the auto after I saw him roll one the road screaming in shock and pain.
All this while, I did not blame anyone. That was easy to do but understanding what had taken place was crucial. I chose to be mum and just take care of my child.
But now, I could not help but think. If someone would have held his hand tighter or not had let him go. If someone had pushed him closer to self or would have been vigilant about the speeding vehicle the story would have been different.
People say that it was fate but I can not negate the carelessness that I saw in the video. I refuse to accept it as mine or Cherith's ill fate. After all children are agile, what are grown ups around for?
It is my two year old, naive baby suffering, going through a crucial procedure of healing a broken bone. He also has to come out of the shock and rise up again.
You must be wondering why I am writing this while I should be taking care of my kid. Well, he is asleep and my sleep is haunted by the video and the if's that linger.
This is just to urge all parents (especially mothers) to be extremely careful with your children and as far as possible do not leave them at anyone else's responsibility.
When something unfortunate happens, eveyone will visit, be around you but nothing is more painful than watching your active child bedridden, writhing in pain, longing to do all things he used to but can not do for a while...
Please pray that I prove to be a good mother and for Cherith to muster all the strength, courage and patience to recover well so God blesses him with a healthy and happy life ahead.
CHS
As soon as I got out of the gate, I had a flash. I saw both of us walking by the side when a motorist hit him and I stood there screaming in shock.
I blinked my eyes and I found him standing beside me holding my hand saying "let's go mumma". I sternly instructed him to hold my hand at all times or I shall not take him. He agreed and we walked ahead. In my mind I repeated "I will not let anything like that happen"
The coming time had decided to cheat me though and Cherith met with an unfortunate accident. I was not with him at that time but of what I was informed, he had been hit by a recklessly rash autodriver just two buildings away from home.
I heard his cry and came running trying to figure out what happened. I had a feeling it was best to take medical help and we rushed him.
One the way, I spoke to him, got him to respond and inspected him for severe wounds. We reached a close by hospital and as soon as I put him down on the bed I was shocked at the sight of his unusually swollen thigh. It hit me when the doctor informed that his bone was broken. In my mind, I cried imagining what more he had to go through.
With basic first aid we rushed him to a specialised hospital where at one point I felt he would give up. I prayed to God that it is only he who has to look after my child now. Everything fell into place when all the tests were done, he was plastered and taken to the icu for monitoring.
The Ortho and neuro doctors gave us great relief the next day as they told us it was nothing incurable. But he needed intensive care and medication. I was just preparing myself for the coming days when I was shown the footage of the cctv camera that recorded the accident.
The video showed Cherith leaving a hand and trying to cross the road to go to his grandmother and he was hit. I did not bother to look at the auto after I saw him roll one the road screaming in shock and pain.
All this while, I did not blame anyone. That was easy to do but understanding what had taken place was crucial. I chose to be mum and just take care of my child.
But now, I could not help but think. If someone would have held his hand tighter or not had let him go. If someone had pushed him closer to self or would have been vigilant about the speeding vehicle the story would have been different.
People say that it was fate but I can not negate the carelessness that I saw in the video. I refuse to accept it as mine or Cherith's ill fate. After all children are agile, what are grown ups around for?
It is my two year old, naive baby suffering, going through a crucial procedure of healing a broken bone. He also has to come out of the shock and rise up again.
You must be wondering why I am writing this while I should be taking care of my kid. Well, he is asleep and my sleep is haunted by the video and the if's that linger.
This is just to urge all parents (especially mothers) to be extremely careful with your children and as far as possible do not leave them at anyone else's responsibility.
When something unfortunate happens, eveyone will visit, be around you but nothing is more painful than watching your active child bedridden, writhing in pain, longing to do all things he used to but can not do for a while...
Please pray that I prove to be a good mother and for Cherith to muster all the strength, courage and patience to recover well so God blesses him with a healthy and happy life ahead.
CHS
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