202 1.8. 1 1 transfusion port

202 1.8. 12 First chemotherapy, Thursday, bed 3.

202 1.8. 16 20 24? 28?

202 1.8.23 alopecia

202 1.8.24 Take out stitches

202 1.9. 1 blood routine, liver function, nucleic acid

202 1.9.2 Second chemotherapy, 37 beds.

Me: 59.7 kg

Ho: 173 kg

202 1.9.23 Third chemotherapy: (autumnal equinox) 35 beds.

(No.22) Blood routine, liver function, nucleic acid, B-ultrasound,

(No.23) Enhanced Ct

Weight 6 1 kg (mobile phone) double-needle infusion port, xu teacher hit the nail on the head, long needle.

Insertion position of infusion port: Shanzhong point

The bottom row of pinholes, from the patient's left side to the middle of the first and second pinholes, is 8 mm vertically ⊥ downward, that is, the pinhole position.

In the middle of the two tubes (Dr. Xu) (as head nurse)

2021.10.14 fourth chemotherapy, building b 12 bed, sea view, spacious and bright. Finally 1 1 Call 10: 30 at night. Press for half an hour to go to the toilet 1 1. Start sleeping. I woke up after two o'clock in the morning and couldn't sleep until dawn. /kloc-I got an injection of blood at 0: 30, and my stomach hurts. It took less than 12 hours after treatment. Under normal circumstances, I should have it in 48 hours.

Lulu, a nurse, hit the nail on the head and has excellent medical skills. The doctor fainted instantly after injecting insulin. Hyperglycemia, hyperuricemia. 15 discharged. Back to Heilongjiang in the northeast. /kloc-arrive home at 2: 30 pm on 0/6. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.

There are few people in the medicine collection office in the hall. It feels good to do meridian exercises for more than 20 minutes, and life is sometimes so impermanent. Sometimes happy, sometimes sad.

2021.1.3 fifth chemotherapy, 18 bed, new sheets, new hospital gown, happy. High 157, heavy 120. A nurse or Lulu, how nice! But the thought of getting sick makes me confused. A 60-year-old sister swept the floor, wiped the floor and disinfected the bathroom. I found my own job, working 2500 a month, 10 hour. It's hard. My husband has white hair and his head is on again. I really don't know what to do. Better live a better life and be generous. Get up at six in the morning to cook, stir-fry and stew fish. I am fickle, sometimes making him feel at a loss, and I don't know it yet. I want stability, not ups and downs.

2021.11.24 Sixth chemotherapy with 9 beds. 12 1 kg. The nurse in charge is Mr. Cheng, and I asked Mr. Lulu to set up an infusion port, which hit the nail on the head. I'm nervous. xu teacher, an amiable teacher, is lucky and happy to meet a good nurse. How fragile the patient's psychology is and how dependent he is on others, I am fragile and lucky. Grateful nurses and sisters.

Prepare breakfast this morning, sweet potatoes, taro, eggs, saury, big bones, stewed vegetables, garlic and sea cucumbers. Husband said that the online hospitalization was particularly smooth. Yes, the curative effect is good. You can go home soon. My husband booked a ticket for Saturday. I'm going home. Happy. No matter how good your hometown is, you are homesick. People are really strange.

2021.12.15 Seventh chemotherapy,12 bed, full meal 122 kg, sir 183 kg. Yesterday, CT examination of liver and kidney function, blood routine and nucleic acid were enhanced. I feel that doctors are very gentle and considerate, and I am afraid that you will be nervous. They all chat with you like a young lady next door. They finished the work in a few words, which also eased the patients' nervousness, and the work efficiency was extremely high. They are really first-class hospitals. It took my poor husband a long time to develop nucleic acid. I guess he's nervous again. The longer I wait, the more I feel his nervousness and anxiety. Finally, I saw him at the end of the crowd, tears streaming down my face, and I was distressed every time, but I quickly forgot every time. How can I be so forgetful after all he has done? Teacher Lulu again, still hitting the nail on the head, let me breathe a sigh of relief greatly, and let me breathe a sigh of relief. This time I spent the most, more than 13 thousand. I met a kind Tianjin girl Liu, who insisted on giving me ribs. She felt that my nutrition had not kept up, and she also pulled me into Dr. Wu Xiongzhi's WeChat group, just in case. Boli, who is now starting a business in Bozhou, enthusiastically distributes kiwis to women, iron persimmons to men, and seaweed pines to college students who have served their mothers for three years ... The ward is full of warm breath, which makes them feel very comfortable. The patient's 9 beds, 1 1, gave me great encouragement. After six times of chemotherapy, there is only one bone-preserving drug left. One treatment in July is the last chemotherapy today. 10 Bedmates are also getting better. I'm getting better, too I'm in a bit of a hurry, hoping for a big drop. When I have expectations, my heart will be unbalanced, disappointed and dissatisfied. Let nature take its course, don't like it or be afraid, and live in the present. Today, I was reading "New Youth" magazine, and I took photos or recorded them in my notebook. But when I was about to get the test results, I was nervous twice: I was sweating when I tied the infusion port; Dr. Hull asked to go upstairs to see a movie, and the families of other patients who were late came back more than ten minutes later. Mr. He has been gone for half an hour and hasn't come back yet. When he finally came back, he looked a little dignified. I asked him if he had shown me the results and the indicators that had been lowered. I should be surprised, but I am still not satisfied because I have expectations in my heart. Sir, that's enough. I should learn this from my husband.

Mr. Wang has a blx. I had a fever and a cold yesterday. I asked myself to cover myself with a quilt at night. He is a little reluctant. He always said it would be good to cover a down jacket. Alas, he would rather use his quilt as a pillow than move over and spread it out to make a quilt. I am unhappy in the morning because he cooks fish and I want ginger. I said my cooking was delicious, but I didn't dare to say it wasn't delicious. It smelled fishy. He also said that I was ill and was not suitable for spicy food. As a result, he got angry again and thought I was changeable, eventful and fickle. Although I am used to his face, I am still habitually silent and do what I should do. He has been busy in the kitchen: washing sweet potatoes, carrots, taro, stews and stewed fish. Busy for over an hour. This is the real him. He often says that I don't know him and how good he is to me. Yes, women should be gentle as water and tolerant of "ice". The heart is a blx. The appearance is crisp, but the heart is solid love and deep affection. But I still can't be gentle, gentle, euphemistic and gentle. Calm and quiet are powerful. It's like being just one step away from the shore, and being bounced back to the origin by a slingshot instantly hurts your face.

It's 8 pm 15, and there is a beautiful song in the corridor. People here are people who are interested in and love life, no matter where the patients are. Cancer-related diseases are nothing. It's not up to me to decide how to treat it, when to live and when to die, what's the hurry, what's the hurry, what's the anger. Ji Xianlin's "Life is like this": Lotus curled up in the mud under the ice and dreamed of spring, while Magnolia dreamed of "spring". They are still alive, just resting for a while, saving their energy, ready to go, and deeply rooted. Incubate in a seemingly dormant state, waiting for more and more colorful flowers to bloom next spring and smile at the spring breeze.

2022. 1.6 The eighth chemotherapy. 14th floor, 5 beds, triple room. A full meal is 124.6 kg, sir, 186 kg.

Originally, it was chemotherapy on the 5 th, because the neutrophils were lower than the requirements during the routine blood examination on the 4 th, and a short-acting white needle was given immediately. It is already four o'clock in the afternoon. In a hurry. When I was doing aerobic exercise yesterday afternoon, I saw my husband talking on the phone with my report, guessing that he was communicating with Dr. He about hospitalization until he turned the corner. I think something is wrong. At the end of aerobics, I saw my husband stop behind Fuwa and make a phone call. I think something is wrong with that gas field. I didn't mean to jump, so ask what happened quickly. Hey, wait for the bed. Moreover, he called his sister again and blamed and resented his parents and sisters because of dawn. The unit has a lot to worry about.

We started walking three times a day, talking about things, people and the future. I comforted my husband that he was under too much pressure. He left his job for me and kept calling him to tell him everything. My friends and colleagues also let him do various family treatments because he is with me in this hospital. You know, it takes a long time to sign a number here, and sometimes you have to find a courier to mail it.

Yesterday I went to two hospitals, a public security hospital and a cancer hospital. The doctor asked me to go to the public security hospital to treat suppurative toes. The female doctor seems to be surnamed Ding, very gentle and considerate. After reading my laboratory sheet, I thought about it very much, and then calmly wrote a prescription. Later, I told her that my heel was cracked and she gave me two boxes of medicine prepared by their hospital. I started taking medicine when I got home, and there was no smell the next day. The doctor was really good. He relieved my heart disease at once.

In Shaxian snack, I ate my husband's noodles, added eggs and dried tofu, and felt the taste was ok. Then I went to the cancer hospital and had another blood routine test. I feel a little uneasy and soft inside, and the hot air in the building makes me sweat a lot. Later, I learned that I was nervous. After waiting for half an hour, I finally got the result. I didn't expect the index to be extremely high, and the word "danger" was marked behind the white blood cell index. My husband called the doctor at once, frowning and nervous. I feel good in my heart, comforting my husband. The doctor asked my reaction, and said nothing, so I was relieved. So you can be hospitalized. I didn't expect there was no bed, so I had to wait. Until 9: 30 this morning, we finally got a call from the doctor. We simply cleaned up and set off happily. The word 1000 is omitted here. My husband started to prepare hospital meals at six o'clock: beef pies, sea fish and various dishes. Busy for two hours.

It was Miss Yang who stuck the needle. She didn't see her name, only her last name. I chose trust and she hit it at once. She said that she had set up an infusion port since 1990. It's amazing. Thank you very much.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the infusion began. Everything goes well.

Dad waits on his daughter: moved and bitter

This daughter is in the same ward with her for the second time. I didn't recognize her. She seems to be sicker than before. She also likes to eat snacks. The snack itself is salty, and her cough is worse. She said she changed her treatment plan. Join the group, rejoin the group, and then change the medicine. Because of drug resistance.

I am familiar with her cough, and the repeated vibration makes me familiar and heartbroken. Cough, phlegm, blowing your nose are too late to breathe, repeated several times. I'm infusion, and I really feel suffocated. I really want to go up and fight her back. Her father may be used to this state and basically did not move. At the thought of my stagnant water, my husband turned off the lights before going to bed at night and massaged me until I fell asleep. When I learned that the cough was caused by stagnant water, it was a long time later. All the pains were swallowed by him, and he chewed alone, feeling lonely and helpless, anxious and painful. He didn't tell me slowly until I was better. I recovered quickly. I know he bought it with heartache and depression, and traded his life for his life. Is that so?

She also said that the news of the death of a Northeastern in the same ward was shocking. Chatting with my husband while waiting for the red light at the intersection the other day. I also talked about couples, the improvement of women's situation, the optimism of women and the humor of men. Unexpectedly, it was farewell. How much she loves to laugh, how strong she is, and how much encouragement she gave me. Sister, have a nice trip! There is no disease in heaven.

Thank you for your beauty and smile.

Daughter waits on mother.

After mother's operation, chemotherapy was used as an adjuvant treatment. The doctor came to see her and said the treatment plan, and I suddenly felt that she was heavier. She said that she lost weight and hair, envied that I could eat, and felt that the long treatment was a bit mulberry. I can understand this feeling. That's how I got here. My daughter asked a lot of questions, all of which I once asked. Especially about hair, my mother cried because of illness, and my daughter was afraid that her mother would cry because of her hair, so she advised her mother to cut it off from the beginning. Mom said it was normal to cry, and I hoped my daughter would understand, but my daughter said I couldn't stand it. I understand the feeling of being at a loss. As a patient's depression, as a patient's family's distress and anxiety, how difficult it is. Sir, my last chemotherapy was at 2: 00 in the morning after I finished chemotherapy. My husband suddenly sat up twice. Just because he thought of my inspection index, he slept in a narrow accompanying bed by the window. It was dark outside the window, and some patients and their families in the same ward slept soundly or woke up from their sleep. My husband bent down in the dim light beside my bed and looked at his back. My heart is full of tears. No matter how urgent you are in the future, you should blend into this back, worrying.

Sir, wait for me.

I am so lucky.

Mr. Wang touched my head and said that it was all because of him that I became like this.

I can't forgive what?

Because my illness is caused by my narrowness, selfishness, impatience, lack of empathy, and lack of ability to love and be happy.

If love is rich, rich and beautiful, how can it make the family stagnant and lifeless? Yu Ang and Liang Ce, two children, we have paid a lot. Who likes our family atmosphere? Busy with work, cooking and washing clothes, worried about study and life, but there is no flow of love, which hurts both sides. My son, how depressed and helpless I am. I am too poor, I don't know the way of husband and wife, I don't know the love between teachers and students, I don't know the happiness of my family, I only know the work, grading, salary ... the remaining vitality is exhausted, and I am sick. Who is to blame? You asked for it.

If he didn't meet me, he wouldn't end up like this, because the other person is a variable.

But when I met him, it was destiny takes a hand, and our love was pitiful. Save yourself first, then he can save. If you can't live, who will save you? Fortunately, my life is very good, and God takes care of me. Maybe he thinks I'm stupid, stupid and persistent and wants to help me. I only have one chance. I hold God's hand and my husband holds mine. We survived.

Don't consume yourself, then nourish and care for this weak flame. Love is the best nourishment. A porridge, a meal, a dish and a soup; Smile, touch, hug, gesture full of love, eyes full of him (her).

Bao jiaozi, he rolled my bag; He cooks, I clean the house and wash; I am cold, he buys a hat and a cotton-padded jacket, but he doesn't want to spend money for himself, so I will spend a lot of money on clothes and shoes to let him enjoy my special love; I am greedy. He buys bread and cakes, all kinds of things I like to eat, and I also buy all kinds of food to make him happy, and enjoy snacks like a child of seven or eight years old. I don't feel well. He bought all kinds of delicious food to coax me. I learned to coax him when he was angry. Before, I confronted him about all kinds of things. Later, I found out that he loves "wrangling" and is more serious than me. I made a weak willow tree, but I swayed freely and let it "lever" everywhere, like a discouraged ball. The original suffering should be reflected; Walk three times together after each exercise every day, just to accompany me to complete his fitness tasks, of course, for my own good; Holding hands all the way, or putting your hand in his pocket, is very warm and comfortable. He can call me "Mrs Lai". Do I look like a koala, clinging to a tree and not giving up? Go out to play, walk, subway, bike and bus together; I forced him to take my picture, but I was dissatisfied with all kinds of things and had to be satisfied. Sometimes I let him go, so my daughter-in-law who loves taking pictures is also very tolerant. No wonder he is pregnant. Every time he travels, he silently studies the route and the way of traveling, and his bag is full of all kinds of delicious food. I am only responsible for seeing the scenery in my own eyes, even obsessed. I've had enough. Look up to him. He must be far away. In my sight; I really can't get up, so he studies the route by himself and walks alone. He didn't want to leave me alone at home, eat out alone, ride a bike for more than an hour hungry, and bring back a big bag of vegetables in his pocket for us to eat together. It's delicious. It's still hot. Every time we leave the hospital, we will go to our favorite restaurant to have a meal together, just for pleasure, just to taste the taste of other people's cooking together and give him a drink. A little wine will be pleasant.

love

marry

life

fall ill

reborn

Fate has given me pain, and I want to repay it with a song.

Fate has given me a chance, I will do it and cherish it.