When I wanted to eat meat so badly, I could only drink white porridge. www.biquge.infoForget it, don't ask too much. But I can't even get enough to eat, I'm so hungry! I feel like I can't fill my stomach......

After the tooth extraction, the world of my mouth has become a "hell" favored by the devil.

Before I left the hospital, the female doctor told me a few precautions: first, don't brush my teeth and rinse my mouth, second, bite slowly with the other side of the tooth when eating, and third, buy some anti-inflammatory drugs to eat.

Well, the date of the stitches removal was a week later, which means that I couldn't brush my teeth and rinse my mouth for a week, and that feeling, whew......

As for eating, I thought I would be able to eat some meat or something normally, but it was a delusion of luxury. My mouth could only open about a centimeter at most, and I couldn't bite any larger food, because the wound on my right side was so painful!

Indeed, there are some minor seriousness. After the surgery, I realized how much my mouth hurt. In addition to the redness and swelling of the stitches, even my tongue was scratched in several places, and even the skin at the corners of my mouth was worn out, causing redness and pus.

The inflammation of the wounded flesh of the mouth also caused me to have a hot head, simply, a fever.

I hadn't had a cold for almost a year, but I had a fever due to inflammation after tooth extraction. Well, that's interesting.

On the afternoon after the surgery, I entered an extremely difficult phase. I was already sleepy and had to lie in bed to sleep, but the headache caused by the fever and the toothache from the injury and inflammation of the injury tormented me. I can't sleep at all, and even if I barely fall asleep, the feeling in my dreams is painful!

After that, I thought about a lot of things when my mind was not very clear......

I wondered, am I relying too much on myself? I think I'm very good at everything, and I can handle a lot of things. However, at the critical moment, I still can't help myself, and I still need help.

Like, I've never seen a dentist, and I don't know how to go to the hospital to register. At this critical point, my second sister had to take time out of her busy schedule to accompany me to the hospital. Come to think of it, it seems like I'm just living in my own world. In my own world, I am my own god, and I can overcome all difficulties to move forward. However. When reality and fantasy were exchanged, I woke up to the fact that I was still a child.

After the tooth extraction surgery, I could only drink porridge, and there were relatively few restaurants outside that sold porridge. My uncle and aunt asked me to go home every day to drink porridge and drink some soup to make up for it. In front of my family, my own world was like the toy world I fantasized about when I was a child, and there was no reality at all.

Just drinking white porridge was too tasteless, so my aunt bought mustard and brought it to me. She looked at me eating mustard and said with a smile: "You liked to eat mustard the most when you were a child, as long as you have mustard, you can do anything, and you can also use mustard to eat." Later, when you grew so big, and you couldn't eat because you had your teeth extracted, I saw you eating mustard and sending porridge again. ”

I didn't seem to be impressed, and I asked, "Really?"

Auntie still smiled naturally: "Yes." ”

In front of my aunt, I was always a child. When I was injured, home was still the warmest place.

When did I become so dependent on myself?

It seems that it was the lonely period of the second year of high school, and the period when I began to fall in love with reading.

That period was indeed a small counterattack period in my school days, and it turned out that I could also understand what it was like to study.

It's just that since then, I've been less likely to trust people. I believe that the most important thing is always myself. Isolated, I don't fit in that way.

In interpersonal relationships, in the case of being already blunt, it has become even more blunt. For example, I usually don't touch the contact between relatives. It's like I'm the only one in my world......

Some time ago, my little uncle brought his wife and newborn baby to visit us in Shenzhen. My aunt and uncle and my second sister all seemed very happy, and I was the only one smiling quietly. It felt a little cold. I can't be natural anymore in front of my relatives, I feel that I am superfluous in front of them, and I just like the quiet world. It's the after-effects of getting used to loneliness.

My aunt is a very lively woman, and she speaks more vividly, even if we suddenly don't know what topic to talk about, she will find a lot of topics to talk about, and it will not make us feel cold. As Auntie said, talking to her gives me a good feeling of comfort. For some reason, the first time you see her, you won't feel that she is strange, but like you've known her for a long time.

I think that's a sign of high emotional intelligence. Actually, I also wish I was an emotionally intelligent person, but I love loneliness too much.

My over-reliance on my loneliness not only made my world quieter, but also made me feel more and more unnatural.

I was reminded of the plot in Naruto, the battle between the two sons of the Six Paths Immortals, Indra and Asura. The Six Realms Immortals said that the reason why the Asura inherited the power of the Six Realms was that Indra believed in his own strength so much that he had no one in his eyes and only himself in his eyes. And although Asura is a little lacking in ability, he has a kind heart and is willing to help others, so when he is in trouble, others are willing to help him, thus making him better.

Think about myself again, am I following the path of Indra?

No, I am me, I am not who I am.

On the evening after the tooth extraction surgery, I was suffering from both toothache and headache, and I knew that the only way to relieve the headache caused by fever was to sweat normally.

So, I endured the double pain and started doing push-ups. After all, it's a quicker way to exercise.

Sure enough, when the amount of exercise in the body reaches a certain level, sweat comes out.

Feeling, not sweating enough. Need to stream more!

Usually, I think the most I sweat is dancing. After a quick dance, sweat can come out at once. However, bouncing on the ground has some effect on the wound in the mouth.

Therefore, I chose to play table tennis.

I'm not talking about playing table tennis on a table, but directly against the wall. Actually, it's quite challenging. Hit a forehand ball and block it with your backhand when the ping-pong ball hits the wall and bounces back. Anyway, it's a positive and negative fight, although it is not formal, but it has the fun of sports.

After an hour, the sweat was already soaking through my clothes, and the headache had long since dissipated.

For my fever, my family suggested taking me to the clinic or taking a "cold pass". But I don't want to rely too much on the medicine, I can heal on my own, try to heal myself. I still chose my path, sweating through exercise to fight the "fever".

Therefore, I am still the protagonist in my world. However, I didn't look at it and rely too much on myself. When I was in trouble, my family wanted to help me, and I didn't refuse, because I knew that there were some things that I still needed to learn with humility. Just as, in the process of growing up, Naruto encountered difficulties, and someone helped him, so he also had to accept the help of others in order to move forward better.

In my own world, I am both my own god and a child in need of help.

A person's world is too lonely, and he still needs love.

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