Friday the 13th is said to be an unlucky day. But last Friday went smoothly for me and for most people I know. Monday the 16th, which is today, seemed to be the unlucky one.
For one, I was late for work. And I left my makeup kit at home. It would've been okay if it was an ordinary day. But today we had an important event at work and I needed makeup badly.
Then, I heard that there would be no carpool for us for at least a month. The guys from LTO took out the car plates and accused the driver of operating illegally. Too bad.
So, we had to take an FX going home today. I don't know if it was my uniform that's making me sweat, or the FX just didn't have enough freon. The only thing I knew was, it was sweltering inside the goddamn vehicle.
Around 2 kilometers away from the terminal, the driver suddenly stopped. He went on a coughing fit before falling unconscious. All the passengers went out of the car. The woman who was on the passenger seat was rubbing his chest and he suddenly came to. Everybody was asking him if he was ok, and he said something we couldn't understand. The next thing we knew, he was slowly falling into unconsciousness again. As his head dropped, dark blood came out of his mouth. Everybody was panicking and didn't know what to do.
For one, I was late for work. And I left my makeup kit at home. It would've been okay if it was an ordinary day. But today we had an important event at work and I needed makeup badly.
Then, I heard that there would be no carpool for us for at least a month. The guys from LTO took out the car plates and accused the driver of operating illegally. Too bad.
So, we had to take an FX going home today. I don't know if it was my uniform that's making me sweat, or the FX just didn't have enough freon. The only thing I knew was, it was sweltering inside the goddamn vehicle.
Around 2 kilometers away from the terminal, the driver suddenly stopped. He went on a coughing fit before falling unconscious. All the passengers went out of the car. The woman who was on the passenger seat was rubbing his chest and he suddenly came to. Everybody was asking him if he was ok, and he said something we couldn't understand. The next thing we knew, he was slowly falling into unconsciousness again. As his head dropped, dark blood came out of his mouth. Everybody was panicking and didn't know what to do.
I remembered there was a hospital nearby (around 250 meters away), so I started running for it. I didn't have its phone number but I knew it was very near. I was in heels at the time and my bunyon still hurt but I couldn't stop. I was half walking, half running. I needed to strike a balance.
When I reached the emergency room, I told the people there what had just happened. I lied about one thing though. I told them nobody from the passengers know how to drive. I know how to drive actually. But I couldn't. Besides the fact that I was trembling, I also didn't want to go near the man. I mean, blood is BLOOD for crying out loud.
Anyway, the doctor let two male nurses go with me (we half walked and half ran again), and when we got there, the man was conscious but was barely breathing. One of the nurses drove his FX to the hospital, while one was trying to keep him from falling.
How's that for an experience?
I now wonder how the man is. I hope he's better. My bunyons are sore, but knowing I've done something good by walking-running makes it a little less painful.
When I reached the emergency room, I told the people there what had just happened. I lied about one thing though. I told them nobody from the passengers know how to drive. I know how to drive actually. But I couldn't. Besides the fact that I was trembling, I also didn't want to go near the man. I mean, blood is BLOOD for crying out loud.
Anyway, the doctor let two male nurses go with me (we half walked and half ran again), and when we got there, the man was conscious but was barely breathing. One of the nurses drove his FX to the hospital, while one was trying to keep him from falling.
How's that for an experience?
I now wonder how the man is. I hope he's better. My bunyons are sore, but knowing I've done something good by walking-running makes it a little less painful.
