Two guys riding on a motorcycle behind us rushed onto the sidewalk and pulled my purse away. I fell down on the hard concrete ground and the mortorcycle was hitting by a electricity pole.They quickly shifted the direction and zipped away. We were so appalled and black-out that we forgot to dial 110.I called my friend, the police, for help with tears in my eyes. Ten minutes later, he showed up and send me to a hospital nearby. The young resident took little care of my spot where I got hurt. Misfortunes never come alone.Three days later, it became so inflaming and swollen because of the heat of summer that I couldn't walk. I vented my anger and anxiety everywhere I could and decided to change another better hospital.In order to avoid making further and worse problem then and future, I decided to let a specific doctor to diagose it. It was a bolt out of the blue to learn that I needed a surgery, whereas it was incredible to undertake a surgery without any local or gerenal anesthesia. I extremely suffered from it. It was him who held my hand tightly without any hesitation during the whole process and it was him who took me back and forth to hospital to do the daily checks. There were no sufficient words expressing my thanks for him.It took me a month back to the normal track until the Mid-Autumn day.My friend availed himself of the benefit from his job to offset the 70% of the total costs. However, what the quite unhappy thing was a hard-to-miss and hard-to-fade mark on my right leg.
I need another surgery to remove it.It seemed to be a mark of friendship for me. The old saying goes: Fortune makes friends and adversity tests them. I'm lucky and proud to have such a genuine friend. The bad luck happening to me is unforgettable, the friend,however, is more unforgettable.