054 Joy in Suffering
"You've found out, too! My dad was walking a little faster. Actually, in the beginning, it's better to slow down. ”
That's definitely a delicate person. "This can only show that the old man has a good physique. Your son is right, though. Just a few days after the surgery, the scar has not healed well, and too vigorous exercise is likely to affect the scar. Old man, don't be in a hurry, it's better to slow down. Listen to your son, yes! He said happily.
Praise first and then persuade, the effect is definitely much better than my persuasion. Hearing this, the pride on his father's face became even stronger, but he still put on an open face and said, "Okay, listen to you." Later, I'll take it easy and wait for you. ”
What a smart person, he can understand it at all. I know he's saying this purely to help me. So when my father wasn't paying attention, I cast a grateful look at him. Being able to make everyone happy in one sentence is definitely not a simple person. Unfortunately, my focus is on my father now, and I don't have the time and energy to interact with him more.
Actually, my worries are not entirely unfounded. I remember that a nurse once complained that a patient had specially instructed him not to get out of bed, but the patient ignored the instructions of the doctor and nurse and insisted on going to the bathroom to go to the toilet by himself. As a result, the poor patient fainted in the bathroom. In the event of such an emergency, it was naturally the nurse on duty who was busy, so she would complain constantly when she was a little short-tempered.
Later, the north bed was replaced by another grandmother. After the operation, when she could walk around on the ground, because the children were anxious, they pulled the grandmother to walk a lot, and as a result, she fainted in the process of walking. Fortunately, there were many people at that time, and some people helped carry the grandmother to the hospital bed, and at the same time, some people asked the doctor for first aid. Otherwise, it may be dangerous.
These two accidents made me wonder how many times I was glad for my foresight.
During his subsequent hospitalization, my father maintained a good habit of exercising in the corridor every day. This may have something to do with the boredom of the hospital. After lying down for a long time, walking around in the corridor has become a rather interesting entertainment.
In the first few days after the operation, in my father's words, it was like lying in a thorn bush, and the pain in the heart of the whole body distracted all the attention of the patient. Over time, the patient is gradually freed from pain; Under the effect of various drugs and food, the patient's physical strength and spirit are gradually recovering. So, gradually, like the family members, the patient gradually became bored.
Confinement should be well-known to everyone. Folk tradition holds that there are many taboos during confinement, and if you don't pay attention, you will leave a series of serious sequelae. My mother has always believed that the cultivation after surgery is like a woman's confinement. Of course, such a view was also accepted by the father.
As I said before, the TV is directly opposite my father's hospital bed, so my father has the best position to watch TV in the whole ward. However, not being able to watch TV has always been a traditional taboo in confinement. Therefore, during the entire hospitalization, my father basically did not "watch" TV.
I remember my father's favorite programs were dramas, romance dramas, and people and nature (or the animal world). There are always a lot of people in the ward, and they are always moving. Therefore, there will always be people who have the same interests as their father. When my father's favorite program was shown on TV, my father was adamant not to watch it. It is indeed very difficult for a father to resist such a huge temptation when he is bored.
Just because you don't "watch" TV doesn't mean your father doesn't care about it. During his stay in the hospital, my father gradually figured out how to listen to television. In fact, if you don't look at the picture, you can also find a lot of fun from TV. Gradually, my father's hobbies changed, and the romance TV series and man and nature (animal world) that needed to match the picture were decisively abandoned by my father. Now, my father's favorite thing is to listen to the news and dramas. After discovering the change in my father's interests, I often fixed the TV channels in my ward on the news and drama channels.
Of course, unlike in your own home, it's hard to do whatever you want in the ward, and most of the time, TV channels are constantly being tuned around. In fact, even if he has been fixed on the news and drama channels, my father may not always be interested, because many of the programs on these channels are repetitive. Therefore, it is clear that the entertainment of listening to television is not enough to satisfy the spiritual needs of the father.
In fact, not being able to read books should also be one of the traditional taboos in confinement, but the father doesn't seem to know. Therefore, one day, my father said to my brother-in-law on duty: "I remember that your family seems to have a copy of "Water Margin". ”
"Well, there's one." Although the brother-in-law answered, he did not quite understand his father's intentions, so he looked at his father with an inquiring look.
"Next time you come, remember to bring it."
Although the father tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, the brother-in-law still saw a look of hope in his father's eyes. The brother-in-law has understood his father's intentions. Although I felt that it was not good, in order to prevent my father from getting too emotional, my brother-in-law still agreed.
After my brother-in-law went back, he immediately discussed it with everyone. We agreed that reading now would definitely be bad for our eyes, but at the same time, we felt that the recovery of my father's body also required a positive and optimistic mental outlook. After a fierce ideological struggle, we finally chose to take the book to the hospital.
When my father got "Water Margin", he was as excited as a hungry traveler in the desert who suddenly saw an oasis. We knew we had made the right choice.
In the next two or three days, my father would bring reading glasses and read thick novels from time to time. Although, every time I watched it for a short time, the scene that my father least wanted to see still appeared. The eyes hurt, and it is accompanied by the phenomenon of tears that cannot help but cry. Therefore, for three days at most, the father, who had the wrong meaning, very consciously put away his reading glasses. Since then, in the hospital, my father has not read a book.
The book is not good, and listening to TV is not completely enjoyable, so the father, whose spiritual needs are difficult to be satisfied, is more keen to walk in the corridor. Perhaps, in my father's opinion, the component of walking in the corridor, the element of exercise is far less than the component of distraction. For my father, walking in the corridors two or three times a day was as precious as letting off the air in a prison cell. Every time I went for a walk in the hallway, my father offered to do it. The father, who took the initiative to control the rhythm, has regarded it as a rare spice in the monotonous hospital life.