My Little Mr Thumb....

I never realised how important is him to my life.... When he opens the door for me... When he washes my clothes... What a gentleman! But, now, he is injured... Due to my neglience.... He's alive but may not regain his dignity! Sorry Mr Thumb for having you going through all these pains and rigors....

It was raining heavily, with thunders and storms... A notty little girl disobeyed her mother's words, and played with the blades... SQUASHED.. Blood spilled all over... Panicked, she asked her housemate for antiseptic, but none of the doctors and nurses-to-be have any first aid kit... The rain was so heavy that Lot77 was flooded knee high! But for the sake of Mr Thumb, she walked through those murky water and strong current! Sigh~~~ She wanted to go to a private clinic for suture, but her friends suggested A&E... 3 cm long and 6 sutures.... Worst thing was she had to wait about 2.5 hours before Mr Thumb received proper treatment... Poor little Mr Thumb...

So, to those people reading this blog, I plead to you to pray for Mr Thumb's wellness.... Thank you!