20 hours of being awake. I had just sent a message to big boss on blackberry messenger to say arrived back in singapore, at airport and getting a taxi back to hotel. I had falled asleep on the plane; i was ready to sleep.
I joined taxi queue and the lady who manages the queue said "smile, don't worry be happy" - what prophetic words they were.
My blue champion cab arrived and I duly told the driver take me to wanderlust. I could almost sense the tempur topper mattress that my tired bones were going to sink into. Ah bliss and the rest of Friday and weekend was mine. At a junction intersection and 5 mins from the hotel ....i could smell the spices (hotel is located in Little India) heck I could get out of the taxi now and probably make it there before the taxi. I didn't look at the traffic lights but I was alert, awake, lucid.
CRASH
I saw out of the corner of my eye a car, a red vw beetle - thank goodness for my eye for detail) coming at a break neck speed towards my taxi. My taxi driver didn't see though. There was nothing i could do. I honestly thought this is it. I braced. I screamed and screamed. My teeth felt loose. Every bone in my body tensed up and i prepared for the worse. I had my seat belt buckled. Everything slowed down I saw the car but knew i could do nothing but protect my head that at least i needed to do.
Then it was over. The pain radiated down my left hand side of my body and my head was pulsating with the sensation of rivers of fire rather than blood circulating within it. I was shaking.
The taxi driver said "miss you don't need to pay for this fare"
"what?!'
the workman from the building site came. I was shaking. I managed to send bbm to my boss to say in accident and i called the last number in my phone.
I said to the driver "you crash into us"
"he said i tried to brake but couldn't"
An ambulance was called for me and i was stretchered in. Then the taxi driver came into it and two other people from the other car. The taxi driver started to have palpatations. They took my passport.
I fought hard to remain lucid and alert. I succeeded. I am if anything just bloody stubborn.
All 4 of us got wheeled into the emergency room and were lined up together in our wheelchairs.
The doctor was crap sent me away with pandol and cream even though i said i was on fire.
The police arrived. Am I legal. What?! Doctor says yes she's a lawyer. Thank goodness I have business cards!
I had to get a taxi back to the hotel. I had a panic attack and the driver was sweet he drove at 5km an hour apologising for shit drivers in Singapore.
I got to the hotel and got into bed. The doctor at least gave me a form saying if you develop any of the other symptoms come back asap and you shouldn't be alone tonight. Oh well nothing can do about that.
8AM
Panic. Can't move. I took my breathing down and then realised could move. I took myself back to the hospital by metro...i couldn't and still can't face getting in a taxi.
this time they took x rays - nothing broken but whiplash. i am told to wear a neck collar and given valium, dicofenac and something else.
Get back to bed in hotel.
I get to the hotel and all the staff say "miss rosalynn what happened" they are stunned and apologise on behalf of Singapore. I coming back to Singapore. People here are so lovely and welcoming. I love WANDERLUST HOTEL stay here!!
I tell my boss what happened by bbm - nothing not even get better. Radio fucking silence!
4pm - Police Station
My goodness even though they speak excellent English in Singapore the policeman was a bit dim. He then heard i was a lawyer and perked up. However the report he did was rubbish. So I said give me the keyboard and I typed it. I am suppose to make a formal report later before i leave singapore.
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