Although a very unfortunate thing happened, it was easier on the mind to focus on what went well. This was so that I would not be consumed by the traumatic experience.
Despite the accident, X went for his 7th swim class. He was supposed to take his test at the 10th class but we were going to miss it. Hence, we were supposed to take the test at the 8th lesson.
I thought X seemed ready so I requested for an early test at the 7th lesson. He did beautifully and was promoted to learning backstroke immediately. I was pretty proud of the boy, especially this being his first official swim term.
My silver lining in a sea of troubles.