August 23, 2008. Tisay fell from the kitchen countertop last weekend. I got scared when I saw her head bleeding after the fall. I felt quite distressed when the doctors were stitching her cut. She was screaming on top of her lungs. Ako nga hindi pa ‘ko nasi-stitches (considering I have a greater propensity of having such a cut since parati akong nasa rally and I’m a fratman). Anyway, amusingly, right now it’s as if nothing happened. Though she’s obviously traumatized by the experience. She cries when she hears the word ‘doctor’ or ‘hospital’.