0 1 There are some unacceptable accidents.
Aunt said, you should quickly search the best hospital in Shanghai online. Your mother is ill and has a malignant tumor of the cervix. When my aunt sent me the diagnosis sheet, I clearly saw a few words at the conclusion of the diagnosis sheet-malignant tumor. As far as I can remember, my mother seldom catches a cold. The only operation may be when my brother and I were born. When I was born, my mother almost lost her life because of dystocia and massive bleeding. I thought that the mother who survived the pain of childbirth would be safe and smooth for the rest of her life, but I didn't expect to go through such hardships again. I don't know how to spend that noon. I dare not call my parents, and I don't want to be found by my colleagues. So I cried while changing my homework. I sneaked into the dormitory at noon and finally burst into tears ... I saw the warm sunshine outside the window, but my eyes revealed unspeakable despair ... I couldn't help laughing at myself: I was just a fragile little girl. Where did I get the responsibility and responsibility How can I protect my mother?
I've been thinking about a phone call.
In the afternoon, I finally couldn't help dialing my mother's phone. My mother picked up the phone and I asked, Mom, did you get the test results? Mother pretended to be relaxed and replied, nothing. I know everything, mom. Don't worry. It's no big deal. It can be cured. There is no pressure. When I heard my mother's voice, I couldn't hold back and began to cry without restraint. I had a fever and a cold when I was young. My mother always encouraged me to be strong and not be afraid when she took me to the hospital for an injection. Now, after the role change, I find my strength is so insignificant. All I can do seems to be to calm my heart ... I was completely insomnia that night and I really wanted to wake up. Everything that happened was a dream. My mother is not sick, and she dances her favorite square dance happily as before. ...
03 is still a little girl who is not wet behind the ears.
I carefully hid my emotions, but I was discovered by the careful office girl. In the second class in the afternoon, Sister Ji went to the door of the class and called me out. What's the matter with you? Why did you cry this morning? Is something wrong at home? I couldn't hold back my emotions any longer, holding my sister Ji and crying. Sister Ji told her about her mother's illness and said, "Silly child, don't worry, it's not a terminal illness. It can be cured. Don't worry ... my heart is finally relieved. If I am not strong, my mother will not be strong enough to face it. After a vacation with the director in the evening, I dialed my father's phone again and pretended to be mature and steady with him. At that time, I used self-deception lies to expect my parents' peace of mind. And I, after all, am still a young girl ... I can't even lie to myself. How can I lie to my parents?
04? Finally, I waited for the day of the operation.
The following week, my parents went back to my hometown to transfer, and I continued to work, having classes during the day and chatting with my mother by phone at night, but my mother always had no topic to talk about after a few words. I know she must be nervous. She can't accept the fact. A week later, my mother returned to Shanghai and my second brother found an authoritative hospital for my mother. My mother was admitted to the hospital in June 1 14. The date of operation can only be performed after the physical indicators are stable. Mom may be too nervous. Her blood pressure has been unstable since she was admitted to the hospital. Her blood pressure was a little high. At that time, her psychological burden may be too heavy and her blood pressure is abnormal. 165438+ 10 month 15 finally all the indexes were stable, and the hospital divided the parturient into the operation at 0: 40 am on 165438+. I bought the ticket at 7 pm and missed my mother's operation. Dad later told me: when mom pushed into the operating room, she didn't say a word, and the whole person looked like a fool. At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, I arrived at Beijing Railway Station and received my father's WeChat, saying that the operation went smoothly and my mother came out of the operating room. Tears dripping wet the screen of the mobile phone. My dear mother finally got through this, and I will see her tomorrow!
The little girl wandered back and forth in the hospital
165438+1October16 arrived at my mother's hospital at 8: 30 in the morning. Just got off the taxi and found many flower shops in front of the hospital. I picked up my suitcase and selected a bunch of lilies and carnations for my mother. I remember my mother liked the smell of lilies very much. I hope this fragrance can relieve my mother's nervous heart ... When I got to the hospital downstairs, my father came out to meet me, suffering from dark circles, and my body lost a circle, and I didn't suppress my red eyes again. Dad has always been my superman. Every time I have a problem, he is the one who supports me. This time, he even fell down. And I can only pretend as if nothing happened and chat with my father in another way. My mom lives on the sixth floor, and when my dad was about to push the door, I said, wait, I'll sneak a look. At that moment, I didn't have the courage to look at my mother's face. Later, when I saw my mother behind my father, her sallow face lay weakly in the hospital bed. I put the flowers on the bed and hugged my mother. I couldn't help crying. Before I came, my leaders and colleagues kept telling me not to cry when I saw my mother. I didn't expect to cry for nothing ... Maybe when I grow up, I have great courage in front of your closest friends. ...
For the next few days, I wandered back and forth in the hospital like an adult. I have been afraid of hospitals since I was a child. At this time, I am unusually calm and at ease. I always thought that my mother would be safe here and nothing would happen. After the operation, my mother could only eat some simple liquid food, and the next day she became semi-liquid food after intestinal ventilation. Seeing my mother's little progress is a great motivation for me. However, it may be because of the wound. On the third day, my mother had a fever, which remained above 38 degrees. The nurse always comes to take my mother's temperature at midnight. I am responsible for wiping my mother's body with hot water and wiping her palms with alcohol. The nurse said that this method can help mother cool down. I will wake up when I hear my mother turn over at night, and I will wake up when the nurse comes, as if all my energy is on my mother. I was most afraid that when the nurse sister took her temperature, she said: The fever has not gone down. Poor psychological quality has always been my weakness, and I can only pray in my heart: let my mother quickly reduce her fever.
On the fourth day, my mother finally had a fever and her temperature was normal. The doctor suggested leaving the hospital. I started wandering back and forth to prepare my mother's medicine for discharge, took out the hospital number and went through the discharge formalities. At that time, I finally felt that I was no longer that inexperienced little girl, and finally I could help my parents share some things independently. At night, I dragged my father out to buy medical cotton swabs for my mother. Only then did my father tell me his mental journey all the way: worries after the operation, worries about seeing my mother's thin body, and worries about the recurrence of the operation. I held my father's hand and told him firmly: I believe in my mother's recovery ability, others can get better, and my mother will recover better. At that moment, I saw my father's red eyes This strong man, this man who has given me strength since childhood, and this man who regards his mother as a treasure, also needs my comfort and protection at this moment. ...
? On the fifth day, my mother was discharged smoothly. When I went downstairs to the hospital, I asked my mother, Mom, is the air fresh outside? My mother nodded and said, well, the driver arranged by my second brother and my parents came to pick me up, and my mother looked out of the window all the way. This isolated week, half a month of worry and anxiety, finally had a good ending, and my mother finally breathed a sigh of relief. My father and I took good care of it, and the result was good. My mother, wrapped in a coat, looked out of the window quietly. Father looked at his mother beside him. I looked at my parents through the copilot's mirror. What a happy person I am. I grew up in a loving family. Even now, I can still see the strong feelings between my parents. Dad can't live without mom, and mom can't live without dad. Just like I asked my mother: Mom, come back to Beijing with me. I will take care of you while working. My mother said: I didn't, and your father ... In this world, the existence of my brother and I is really just the crystallization of love between my parents ~ Parents must be the most important people in each other's lives ~
Thanks to those warm people.
? After working hard for more than half a month, I couldn't help crying when typing on the train. The difference is that my heart is full of sadness and joy. During this time, my family, colleagues and friends have given me great support and encouragement. My mother was treated in Shanghai, and my sister gave her support and encouragement with her personal experience, which made her more confident before the operating table. Second brother contacted the hospital and arranged for the driver to pick him up. Second sister-in-law buys pajamas for her mother and goes to the hospital to visit her mother; There are also many relatives who care about the phone. All these make the mother in the hospital bed stronger every day. As a newcomer in the workplace, I am also taken care of. My brothers and sisters in the first grade group helped me share the lessons, gave me support and encouragement, and let my fragile little girl grow into a determined adult. ...
Appreciate the warmth in life, appreciate the little accidents in life, and be not afraid, because these seemingly difficult times are just to make the original brilliant life bloom more brilliantly after polishing. ...