Butterfly

No, it's not the insect butterfly i mean here.

It's butterfly in my stomach. I'm having insomnia now. Couldnt sleep. I feel like vomiting now. Speaking of which, I puked out at Kuching Specialist Hospital today, wrong, it was yesterday. Naughty grandma got her feet injured yesterday noon. She mopped the floor upstairs and somehow slipped and her feet were caught in between the staircase's grill. The skin near her toes got peeled off and serious bleeding. Grandma can still smile when she arrived at the A&E at the hospital. *peng* She just couldnt sit still, thats why I call her naughty, or maybe I should call her active instead. The cut on her feet were so serious that the doctor need to stitch it. STITCH! This word can easily kill me.

Mum : I think grandma's cut need a stitch.

Me : Dont say that word! *close my ears*

My ears couldnt bear that word 'stitch'. I'd start imagine all those creepy unbearable pain of grandma's feet. I dont dare to look at grandma's cut and walked away. Then uncle and mum came to sit with me while waiting for the doctor to disinfect the cut. Uncle and mum were chatting and I heard the word 'stitch' again. Next thing I knew was 'Mum, I'm going to puke!' and I ran to the toilet. *uuueekkkkk!* Now this is how I'm feeling now too. Feeling the same butterfly in my stomach thingy like I did yesterday. Thank God I didnt faint on the spot.

When I reached home, I told dad what happened to me.

Me : Diiie [as in Dadiiie], I vomited just now!

Dad : Aiya. Why vomit. So lao ya one you.

Me : I heard the word 'stitch' lehhh...so scary!

Dad : Bo ha mik lah. Stitch saja.

Me : Dont say lw, I wana vomit again.

Dad : Tiam pok du vomit... If everyone like u, no doctor lw.

Me : Haiya. Mum still teased me to take medicine course, how can? I cant even bear the word 'stitch', what more to say stitch a patient's wound.

Dad : Lu ha mik du kia.

Me : Yealo. I go sleep lw.

Dad's right. *Parents are always right I guess*. I'm afraid of practically everything. Needles. Cockroach. Bees. Bugs. Tiny lil creature hiding under the sand of the beach. Cats. Yeah I'm scare of cats and I hate them too. Pain, both physical & mental pain.

ohH!! When am I gonna grow up and stop being afraid of these oh-so-small-matter??