Saturday’s String Of Events

Monday, 4 April 2005

It started off just like any Saturday before--I went for my usual facial at Desa Hartamas, after which I called Han to let him know that I'd hop across the street to check out That Special Occasion for my evening gown, then I'd go home to join him for lunch. The meeting with the seamstress (Anna) was fruitful, and I was excited about working with her. I stepped out of the 3rd floor shop, called out my goodbyes, and waited for the lift. I pushed the button for the ground floor and waited expectantly. The doors slid shut fussily.

The car jerked downwards a few times, then came to a dead halt. Despite a few more jabs at the ground floor button, the car didn't respond.

I panicked--I was stuck in an empty lift!

A quick prayer calmed me down, and I made a record number of calls (3) in the hour that ensued. I managed to pry open the inner doors of the car but the outer ones wouldn't budge--several people on the outside tried to help get them open too, but it was impossible without the necessary key. Han drove over as quickly as he could, and called up the company responsible for servicing the lifts to complain about the poor response time. In the end the technician finally arrived and unlocked the outer doors and let (a very hungry) me out.
Poor Han finally had his lunch after the incident. Over the meal I found that I had strained the back of my shoulder from pulling the lift doors open. The pain got worse and worse--by the time we paid the bill I was bent on visiting Master Chang at the chinese medicine shop where Han got his back sorted out.
The visit was more informative than expected--while he was treating my shoulder, Master Chang discovered that my spine was curving, twisting and tilting in funny angles. We told him about my leg. He tutted and broke into a torrent of mandarin to Han--apparently my spine's in quite a mess and needs to be sorted out before more serious symptoms surface. The gist of it is that the nerves along the spine are connected to practically all the vital organs, and if the spine is twisting where it shouldn't, the nerves are affected and the organs may not function as they should. :-s
Anyway, he gave me the purple-giraffe-spot treatment (i.e. [cupping][cupping]), targeted some excruciatingly ticklish massage along my spine to help start straightening it out, and reminded me to come back for more.
And that I should start learning to speak in mandarin. :p
In hindsight it was good that I got stuck in that lift--someone else could have been trapped in there at a less opportune time of day, and noone may have been available to help the person out. Plus, the injury also alerted us to the poor condition of my back, which can now be treated. If left to my own devices I would have put off visiting Master Chang indefinitely. I couldn't help but be amazed at this one orchestrated string of events, which (well, to me at least) point to just how much He cares for each of us, and how He works through other people and situations to touch our lives.
Or you could say it was just Chance. 🙂


#1Gravatar imagevvayz says:

Maybe you could check this site out, Michelle. I’ve had a couple of friends as well as cousins who face this problem. 🙂

#2Gravatar imageAndy Heong says:

Do Lizards have spines?

#3Gravatar imageMichelle says:

Thanks for the link, Vvayz. 🙂 And yes, lizards do have spines. Sotongs don’t. :p

#4Gravatar imagekOtAk says:

sotongs hv backbones!

(i’m bored and stuck at work :P)

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