At the beginning of the year, my aunt was unwell and resigned from the company to go home to recuperate. Before, I would drive her to work in the company car, and then she would drive her own electric car to work. But in the middle of last year, she always said that her shoulder hurt and she couldn't carry anything, so she had to ask for leave at home.
Usually when we visit my aunt, she can still talk, but she is inconvenient to move. She can only lie down and get up and need help. I checked in the city hospital, but I can't find the reason.
Because my aunt's illness, as far as we can see, is getting worse and worse. And her own feelings are becoming more and more obvious. She always said that it hurts here and there, and it was useless in our municipal hospital, so she had to be transferred to another hospital, and specially asked the hospital ambulance to escort her to the provincial hospital. I hope the doctors over there are more skilled and can figure out what is going on.
However, we didn't wait for good news.
The message sent in the family group in April still said that you are not feeling well, you can't eat, and you can't spit it out. The hospital checked it several times, but the results haven't come out yet ... Let's see what happens when the results come out. Earlier, I helped her go through the formalities of leaving her job, got the formalities and documents of unemployment fund, and asked what TV to buy ... Tomb-Sweeping Day also told her colleagues where there were leaves to pick, and I could help you pick them. ...
But at the end of April, the treatment was ineffective, and menstruation was critically ill and went home directly. After returning home, she finally passed away and no longer had to endure pain.
Things came so suddenly that our relatives and friends, although psychologically prepared, could not bear such grief. In particular, my cousin and I graduated from work for less than a year, and my cousin returned to work from other places soon ... The children want to raise and are not close, so the pain is violently dragged in my heart. ...
But they still have to endure grief and deal with the aftermath. ...
Finally, my aunt's funeral went well and the funeral was over.
And her WeChat will send some health knowledge to her family from time to time, which is already used by my uncle. ...