In 2002, I met with a head injury.
After completing my bath, I stepped out of my bathroom. To my bad, the bath mat was missing on that day and I was slipped, and my head (behind) was hit by the bathroom tile (sharper ones horizontal)
Instantly blood started flowing, it was so thick, and this is the first time I have seen my own blood that thicker. I was afraid at first, then I placed my handkerchief to stop flowing.
I have shown it to my grandmother (paternal) she too afraid and told my dad. Luckily, he was at our shop (below my home). Double luck is our family doctor also present there. He examined my head and suggested I go to his clinic and have stitches.
I denied getting stitches but he insisted to do and there is no alternative. Then I went to my friend's house (It's our hangout). All of them are afraid. The cut was huge.
One of my friends Bubby (Pranay Komuravelli) and I went to the clinic. At first, the nurse checked it and worried about it. Then the experienced assistant came and started stitching. At that time, I was thinking about Adolf Hitler, why because he faced so many troubles, yet he remained calm in his dealing.
This consciousness helped me a lot and I did not experience much pain while getting stitched.
It took almost a month to heal the wound.
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