CHAPTER XV

Dad started to stop eating any solid foods, including fish, vegetables, fruits...

———— every day, "ah a wo la, ah a for, belly swelling".

Mom rubbed his stomach for him every day, clockwise, counterclockwise, how comfortable he was, and no longer listened to the doctor's guidance.

Since the last time I scratched the skin on my dad's calf, I stopped guasha for my dad.

As soon as I stopped, I sat on the sofa by the window, facing my father's bed and my mother's back when she rubbed her stomach, in a daze.

At that time, I didn't know if it was depression or not, and sometimes I felt that I was already overwhelmed by the negative pressure, and it didn't make any difference.

I can't do anything about my father's illness, and I can't think of anything I can do about my father's physical discomfort.

I often have headaches and swelling on my left side.

Panicked, panicked. Sit on the couch by the window and meditate with your eyes closed.

At noon, when the two critically ill patients of my father and mother took a nap, they walked back and forth in the corridor; Open the window at the end of the hallway to get some fresh air and do a few yoga poses.

Sometimes the nurse asks me what I'm doing after curiosity.

"Yoga," I replied without veil.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if someone laughs at me.

I don't know how to take care of myself, what should the two of them do? Although the earth can run normally without anyone, but the two of them can't, so I have to accompany them hard.

Lao Ma's son Gao Yue came over and persuaded Teacher Xiao: "Please ask a nurse, Ah Jun can't bear it." Caring for a sick person is tiring.

Last year, I took care of my grandmother for 15 days, and I was so tired that I couldn't speak."

Mom disagrees, dad disagrees.

The second uncle asked why he was reluctant to hire a nurse.

My mother was worried that she would hire a nurse, so my daughter would not go to see them.

Actually, I don't really want to ask someone to take care of me.

According to my father's words: "Ah Jun, for so many years, we haven't communicated well. It's good that you're here to talk to me. ”

"Pretty good".

But I don't know how to keep this time.

Mr. Xiao hung up the salt water and became an Internet fan when he was idle, lying on his side and watching the news with his mobile phone.

Last time, he said that the mobile phone was broken, and a mobile phone that could not be connected to the Internet could not be called.

My husband took my father-in-law's mobile phone and took me to the telecom store.

The repair cost is high, so it's better to buy a mobile phone, said the master who repaired the mobile phone.

I decisively bought a smartphone that was not expensive on the spot. I'm also worried that Mr. Xiao won't be able to use a smartphone.

The son-in-law can teach as soon as he teaches, but he doesn't need to register WeChat for him, and he is still used to calling to communicate with students and colleagues.

Watching the news is a top priority.

My mother is half-blind and can't watch TV, so she relies on her father to read the news to her every day.

Ninety percent of my mother's spiritual world comes from my father's reading of the news.

"Ahh

"Old woman, well, I hear you, there are 5,000 patients in the United States now."

"Old woman, old woman, Trump said that drinking disinfectant can cure the virus, haha, nonsense", although Mr. Xiao's stomach is swollen, his enthusiasm for looking at his mobile phone is still high, well, ridiculing Trump can slow down his flatulence.

Read it to my mother, and after my mother listens to it, Mr. Xiao will say it to me again, but I won't answer, and I will continue to "Ahhhhhhh "Ask me if I heard it, and wait for me to reply to my thoughts on the news.

Until I heard "Ah Yiwei, so much?" He exclaimed the same as he did.

Dad no longer mentions that Mom is hospitalized, and she has no strength to skip meals.

Mom, eat sugar if you have low blood sugar, and don't take insulin if you vomit before meals, so hold on.

It has been observed that if she finds the pattern, her life will not be in danger for the time being.

———— because of the daily hanging of water and the addition of nutrient solution, the doctor recommended burying a tube in the arm.

Before I do it, I go to see how other patients are caring.

To the west of the elevator, there is an old man living in the ward, 80 years old, the whole person is thin and dark, he can't eat, and he looks on the verge of it.

The main body of their family is accompanied by an old lady, and the two daughters take turns to fetch food every day, and when I went in, his daughter happened to be peeling an apple, breaking it, and putting it into the tube with a syringe. This could be nasogastric feeding.

I was shocked when I saw it, Amitabha, and prayed that my father didn't need to take this form.

Timid, he mustered up the courage to step forward and asked the old man's daughter in as calm a tone as possible: "You will do it, oh".

His daughter stood up: "This labor-saving one, I'll teach you."

"Oh, no, no, just ask", I waved my hand back and back.

Retreating to the door, I remembered to ask her: "Oh, I want to ask, what is the matter with the tube buried in the arm, does it hurt?" What should I be aware of? ”

"It doesn't hurt, I'm buried in the tube," the skinny old man suddenly opened his mouth and raised his arm to show me.

"Oh, thank you, thank you.

Uncle, you seem to be in good spirits" I finally held back a complimentary remark and turned around and went out.

I'm actually a "coward".

When I was a child, after the old lady in the country neighbor was old and left, her daughter-in-law, Grandma, asked me to sleep with her at night.

At my grandmother's house, I didn't sleep all night, and I had to go to the toilet with my grandmother. The whole person trembled, and he didn't dare to go over the next day, and he didn't dare to mention it to anyone.

Grandma's daughter, Aunt Xiaoping, she likes to pull me with her wherever she goes.

Whoever is old in the village is gone, she often goes to help with this kind of favor, and she has to pull me along, and she can't get rid of her. I really hate it, and although she loves me, it doesn't prevent me from hating her from taking me to places where I need to be brave.

Now that my dad is like this, I have to give myself courage, and no one pays attention to my cowardice.

Mom is usually timid, but she is not afraid in front of her critical father, and rubs her stomach for him wholeheartedly.

On weekdays, I'm a social phobia.

Although my job is to sell products, most of the contact is by phone or message.

Now, I have to go to the doctor floor by floor after my dad hangs up the salt water and beg them to find a way.

On the 10th floor, a female doctor in the endocrinology department.

There was a patient who was consulting, and I waited patiently by the side.

When it was my turn, the female doctor asked me what was the matter, and as soon as I introduced the first sentence, tears flowed first.

While crying, he told about his father's condition and asked her for help.

The female doctor is so gentle.

While comforting, I sighed and persuaded me to be mentally prepared.

In the sigh of the kind female doctor, I wiped my tears and thanked and left, and walked to the next department.

In the end, I decided to go and find a TCM acupuncture center.

On the second floor of the next building, I saw an acupuncture hall, and I saw that it could cure the disease.

There was a fat doctor at the door, and I asked if I could cure the disease.

Dr. Fat Dundun asked me who was sick, and I sobbed and cried before I could open my mouth.

Frightened, Dr. Fat Dundun hurriedly welcomed me to the office and sat down, pouring me a cup of hot water for me to slow down.

"To tell you the truth, there is no good way for your father's disease, and he doesn't dare to do acupuncture, his body is too weak," Dr. Fat Dundun explained.

"Can you try it, I really can't help it, I'm sorry for you," I cried and begged.

I can't get rid of it.

Dr. Fat Dundun said that he would go to the ward in a while.

I communicated with him in advance: "This is the consultation requested by the bed doctor, and I can't tell him to come and ask him."

In a word, I can't tell my dad, I'm looking for a doctor everywhere.