Emergency Nightmares

A few years ago, a friend had an incident to share. Her husband needed medical assistance in the middle of the night. Despite two cars at home but no person to drive them, she had to take her hubby in an auto-rickshaw and went through some harrowing time, as finding an auto at that ungodly hour was tough. The incident was a big life’s lesson and the friend learnt driving thereafter.

This sufficiently scared me.

So, I learnt driving for the third time. Yes, I had taken driving lessons twice earlier as well.

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Even after learning from a professional driving school, the third time, my driving skills before and after the course were just the same.

Since then, I have made peace with the fact that driving is not my cup of tea.

But what really haunts me still is that what if there is an emergency in the middle of the night.

What would I do then? Which neighbour’s door would I knock then?

Family and friends might take a while to reach…

The cab service or even the ambulance may not be prompt in their services…

We recently moved to a new flat. Our car parking is in the basement and taking the car out from the parking spot is a bit tedious. So would I ask the neighbour to take his car instead so that the precious time is not wasted? Will I remember all this at that precarious time?

I have no clarity of thought on this imaginary situation.
Should I let the sleeping dogs lie or take the bull by it’s horn or bury my head in the sand like an ostrich…

But the fact is that whenever I see the the Emergency of a hospital, it scares the living daylights out of me.

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