We painted one wall in our bedroom yesterday. The paint job was part of a renovation series that prepare our apartment for the child.
The painting itself went okay — in fact I’m extremely satisfied with the outcome and the bedroom looks just magnificent. Yesterday evening I was finalising the job, putting electric socket covers back to their places on the wall. I had, of course, removed them earlier while painting to avoid messy results.
One of the covers was not co-operating with me and I had to push it towards the wall with both of my thumbs — and suddenly I felt strong tingling in both thumbs. I immediately let go of the cover and mixed feelings raced through my head. I’d been part of 220V electric circuit, am I in risk of heart problems?
I frightened Sanna by yelling as I felt the electricity and looking very pale when coming out of the bedroom. I asked her to check the symptoms and while I was waiting our Mac to boot up and Sanna to use Google, my head was filled with morbid thoughts. I had a very peculiar feeling being on a loaned time and that the symptoms could kick in any second.
Fortunately enough, the current was weak enough to cause only tingling. I’d be in real danger, if I the muscles in my hands had locked due to the current. Still, I was anxious for the rest of the evening and this morning I was glad when I realised that I’m still here.