4th July 2011 Deadly Reflection - My (could be true) Fiction Story

In a way almost unconsciously, she turns her head towards every shop window. She doesn't notice the objects displayed, not even bothered what type of shop they are. Her looks linger only on the reflection on the glass. Rather, she feels trapped in the exterior. It's not her own reflection she is looking at, nor to observe whether her hair is wind swept, or her new blouse looks good. Her vision detains far beyond her back, to something she can't see but threatened by, the hell from which she feels she can't escape.

 

Walking on. She feels the invisible terror stuck at the back of her neck. She jumped at hearing some quickening steps behind her, a smell, a sudden stop of someone's pace almost paralyses her heart each time ... and her throat tightens, dry and near choking, her body covered with cold sweat, and she can hear the cruel insults, the image of a flashing and pointed knife just inches away from her face ... Even her skin feels painful now. Then the face of the man who once told her he loved her ...

 

But she is in the street. For the moment she is safe, alive. What about after she turns the corner into another street she must pass to reach home?

 

Two more women were killed yesterday in Catalunya by their husbands. Hundreds were killed in the last 4 years in Spain by their husbands, ex-husbands, boyfriends, ex-boyfriends. Would it be her turn today?

 

When and who would change things so that one day the shop window glass would show her the reflection being only the stubborn wayward curl on her forehead?

 

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4th July 2011 The Singular And The Curious

• Men already started using leather belts since the neolithic age to secure the skin they wore, and women of ancient Egypt to hold up their tunics. In the Roman Empire the belt was converted to symbols of power and dignity. So much so that striping a military man of his belt signified that he was expelled from the army. Same as in China, where they even designated the colour yellow (gold) for the exclusive use by the royal families. In periods of war, belts were indispensable to hoister arms, and later after the 2nd World War, they somehow became fashion accessory to accentuate the waist.
• The reputation of the Japanese being slave drivers are quite true in that, the workers there have the least number of days of paid vacations: 7.3 days of rest per year.
• The most common metal in our planet is aluminum. Curiously, despite it's abundance, it was not discovered until 1825.
• Do you know why we find the sound of waves of water calming and tranquillizing? Apparently it's because it has a frequence very similar to respiration of a sleeping human. An image clearly pleasant according to the 'Sound Business'
• A programme of information developed by the University of Cambridge, England, has determined that the 11th of April of 1954 was the most boring day since time immemorial: nothing whatsoever news worthy had happened.

 

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4th July 2011 My Broken Finger ...

Seven or so weeks ago, I had a finger hurt quite badly in an accident. It was so painful at the time I couldn't help the tears streaming down and choking with the moans. But, as the finger seemed to be able to move a little, I thought it would just heal itself with time, as I have always been a coward with seeing doctors, worst still with going to hospitals; in fact either scares me to death.

 

Six weeks later, the finger sort of healed a little, but crookedly, and the knuckle is now showing deep purply colour and the pain continues. I couldn't use knife and fork properly, nor chopsticks - an inconvenience almost as bad as the pain itself. So I had no choice but went to the doctor. 2 days ago. An X-ray showed that the bone seemed to have been broken but, like I reckoned in the beginning, it had, by nature, tried to put itself right but didn't do a good enough job, causing the bad bruise and crooked deformation. I was recommended to see a specialist in a bigger hospital and now waiting to be informed of the date and time to have the situation revalued and a possible solution, if there's one, to
put the bones back correctly.

 

Yesterday I mentioned this to an on-line friend, who had once been an X-Ray technician. He said I need to have it seen to the quickest possible; the badly formed bone might have to be broken again (!) so as to be reset the correct way. I nearly fainted at the prospect.

 

My question now is: what if I once again just ignore it? The body can, amazingly, adapt itself to even pain, which should then, eventually, stop - wouldn't it? The crookedness doesn't bother me half as much as having the bone broken again, the operation to follow, and the weeks or months afterwards wearing a finger guard, etc. etc. 

 

Is there anyone out there as cowardly as I am with doctors, hospitals and operations? If so, what would you do?? 

 

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