凡珊珊

I used to be very passive, maybe because I lived away from my parents. But I have changed since an accident I had in Spring 2010.

That morning I walked into a hospital and told the doctor that I had a bad cold. The doctor suggested I take a penicillin injection after diagnosis. Shortly after taking the injection, I began to feel unwell and sensed there was an unusual problem. I screamed and suddenly fainted.

Time seemed to stop. When I slowly opened my eyes in the afternoon, I asked the nurses and doctors around in a feeble voice, "Am I still alive? Am I still alive?" I cried uncontrollably -- I knew that if I was allergic to penicillin then the injection could prove lethal.

I missed my parents very much. After returning from the hospital, I immediately went back to meet my parents, but I did not tell them about the incident. I suddenly realised how nice my life was, with kind parents, smiling friends, colorful flowers: I could not give all this up. My parents noticed that my temperament had changed for the better.

To some degree, I should be grateful for the accident which made me cherish life a lot more.