Literally... Saw the light.

I was still in bed since im not feeling good last night. My mom keeps on calling me to go down already to eat lunch. I dont want to get up yet but she keeps on buzzing (we have a buzzer in the room. weird right?) in my room so i dont have a choice but to go down. We ate in the terrace since its a beautiful weather. I ate slowly since im not feeling well. When i drank my juice, i suddenly felt weird and about to faint. My mom keeps on tapping my face to wake me up, but i just cant. I cant literally speak and my hands cant move. That time, i thought i was dreaming and I suddenly saw a light and that feeling when you want to wake up from that nightmare but you cant, because its real. I dont know what to do that time, and i just kept on crying. i compose myself and to steady my sight. My mom is nervous and hugged me and prayed. She's telling me to pray and i just nod but my tears just keep on falling. My mom and sister carried me to the couch inside the house (terrace remember?) since i cant move my feet too anymore. "Kulibra" if its in my dialect of what my sickness that i cant move my hands and feet. My body is full of air and the only cure is to massage my whole body so that the air will come out. I kept on crying because my body is numb and the feeling that you cant move your hands and feet is really scary. Then the masseuse came and treated me. It was painful and i cant bare it. Crying is the only way i can bare the pain. There's nothing i can do anymore but to suffer to take away the pain. My mom didnt stop praying and i did too. Then after 10 minutes, i came to relax. I can move my feet already. My mom persuades me to try to move my hands but i still cant. But after a few minutes, i can move them but the pain that the masseuse did is still there.

From what happened earlier to me is a lesson learned. If that is the situation you are in, all you have to do is pray. There is no powerful than prayer. I thank the heavens that i recovered fast and nothing more happened to me.