At half past seven, we arrived at the county hospital. There are not many people in the queue. Endocrinology department. 15 saw a doctor first, and then took blood tests to check the heart. Results At 2: 30 pm, 17.5 was diagnosed as diabetes. Fortunately, the heart is fine. The doctor got the test sheet and suggested that he should be hospitalized immediately, saying that this situation is very dangerous and may go into shock at any time. He also said that he must live in a place where there is no bed and an extra bed. At that moment, I was calm on the surface and really scared inside. I always thought my mother was full and slept enough. Compared with my thin father, she really doesn't need me to worry. She has always played the role of taking care of us, and she can get better soon if she is uncomfortable occasionally. I checked my blood sugar at seven o'clock last year. The doctor said that you don't need to take medicine, just keep it within the normal range on weekdays. We didn't care at the time. During this period after the Chinese New Year, she often said that she was thirsty, weak and sleepy. During the epidemic, we were afraid to go out and didn't really want to go to the hospital, so we were delayed a few days ago. In addition, sweet potato porridge, sugar cake, glutinous rice balls and other sweets are my mother's favorite, so I ate a lot at home and never thought about taboos.
In order to hide my anxiety and panic, I walked slowly, unconsciously speeding up the pace, followed by my mother. Occasionally I turn around and tell her to "slow down", but I never stop. I am anxious to know if there is a bed on the twelfth floor of the inpatient department. My mind is full of "What if there is no bed?" How to get the doctor to add an extra bed? What should I do if I want to sleep? "There are still many people waiting for the elevator at three o'clock in the afternoon, and their hearts are beating with the floor display lights. The twelfth floor is very quiet. I went to the east first and the nurse on duty said it was full. Let's go west and turn around immediately. Nurses in the west are very busy. Let's wait for a while and don't tell us whether there are beds. After processing some lists on the computer, we made a lot of phone calls and complained that there were not enough people here. The rest were all about patients. We waited quietly beside her, and I stared at her because a tall man followed me all the time. He went through the formalities of hospitalization for his wife. His wife is pregnant, and her blood sugar is a little high during pregnancy. The doctor advised her to be hospitalized for observation. After a silent comparison, she felt that she had come first and then arrived. I came first, and he didn't stand next to me in line. Finally, the nurse looked at the list given by the doctor. After checking her name and age, she began to look at the empty bed. She searched room by room. " No, no, no ... "After many" no ",18 was given to pregnant women first, and then several" no "were given, each of which was like a stone thrown in my heart, silent but painful. Bed 8 is arranged for my mother. She asked us to find a resident. The doctor next door asked about my mother after taking the test paper, telling us what food we can't eat, measuring blood sugar before and after meals and so on. After filling out the card, we asked her to pay at the first floor window, and then went to the small supermarket to copy the ID card and hand it in. I told her to wait upstairs and go downstairs to go through the formalities by herself.
There are three people living in one room. My mother's bed is in the middle. There is no one in the bed on the left. There are daily necessities on the bedside table. I guess she has gone out. On the right hand side lived an old man who was nearly eighty years old, lying flat with his eyes closed. A man in his fifties was sitting on the bed, holding his legs in one hand and stroking his short hair in the other. His mother says hello to him. He seemed to talk for a long time, and he began to complain. It is his father who is lying in bed. After eating a handful of bananas, his blood sugar rose and he fell down. There is something wrong with his hip. He can't move in bed. He needs to eat and accept feces. He is incapable of taking care of himself. His words were full of complaints, saying that his father was delicious and he couldn't keep his mouth shut at that age. He can earn six or seven thousand dollars a month by working outside at this time, which is a good thing to be tied up. The old man should be awake, frowning from time to time with his eyes closed, and putting the back of one hand on his forehead looks a little painful. He also told us that people in another hospital bed were shaking their legs and went out to play cards. He is a man in his fifties. It is inconvenient for my mother to live here. Although the doctor is male and female, she is still a little uncomfortable. I'll go to the nurse and hope she can change our beds. She told me that there were no extra beds and I had to come back. After checking in and buying some daily necessities, I went to the supermarket to buy toothpaste, toothbrush, mouthwash cup, hand sanitizer, two pots, towels, paper, roll paper, wet wipes, milk, cucumbers and tomatoes. The sun is dazzling, and I have no time to take care of the trees on the roadside. I am a person who walks in a hurry, leaving my ponytail behind and having an impulse to throw it away.
Back to the twelfth floor, my mother sat on the bed hanging water, and the nurse wanted to give insulin to the old man in the bed next to her. The old man disagreed, and his son scolded him. There was a faint threat in the nurse's persuasion. The old man gave in. Give him an injection. Mom has run out of water. At five o'clock in the afternoon, the doctor told me to take insulin before meals, saying that everyone's meals were not uniform. After insulin injection with my mother, I went to the grocery store to buy salted buns and eggs. Doctors refused to drink porridge, yogurt, bean brain, noodles, jiaozi, wonton, vermicelli, fruits, animal skins and various greasy foods. So there is really nothing to buy in the canteen. You can't drink water or milk for half an hour after meals. Watch the time, stare at the phone and let mom drink water on time. When I came back from shopping, a middle-aged woman was feeding the old man in the next bed. His son stood by with his arm in his arms, and suddenly there was a muffled sound and a foul smell. I took my mother out.
It will be dark after six o'clock, and I have no intention of leaving. I was going to squeeze into a crib with my mother at night. My mother didn't agree, just let me go home, saying that the environment here is not good, and let me go back and cook for my father. Really, I thought a man his age had everything at home. If he is hungry, he will do it naturally. It's time to do it. Cooking is not difficult, and it is not unheard of before. It was completely dark after seven o'clock, and my mother later asked me to go back and wash the clothes in her washing machine, and brought a charger and so on. After her nagging, I went to the nurse's station and asked the nurse for advice. She said that if she can take care of herself, she can't accompany her, and her blood sugar should be monitored after 11 pm and 3 am. I'm relieved that the doctors and nurses are here. I drove back. The yellow lights on both sides of the road are far away and messy, and there are not many cars on the road. I am a road idiot who didn't navigate but didn't get lost.
At 7: 30 in the evening, my father was a little surprised to see me under the gas stove. He asked me how I got back and told me what was going on there. He didn't expect it to be serious enough for his mother to rest at ease. Noodles didn't interest me at all, so I went downstairs with a box of milk, although he always emphasized how much to eat. I used to turn off my cell phone before going to bed, but suddenly I remembered that I couldn't. I left my cell phone number, so I must turn it on.
Today, the howling wind and the alarm clock woke me up. At half past six, I washed my face, packed my mother's socks, slippers, charger and mask, picked up two eggs cooked by my father with a spoon and ran to the hospital. I was going to bring corn because I didn't answer my mother's two calls, but it was too hot to bring it. Forget it, I think corn is sweet and can't be eaten. On the way, my mother called and said that the doctor asked me to take a routine urine test and take a chest CT, and put things down to accompany her to do this. She said that and went upstairs. I went to buy breakfast. All three beds in the room are here today. The old man cried himself to sleep. He was accompanied by a new face-his youngest son's wife. The man on the left who went out to play cards yesterday is thin, tall and white. When looking at people, his right eye leans outward. He chatted with the old man's guard. From their conversation, we know that the old man has three sons and a daughter. The man whom we met yesterday is his second son. It was his daughter who delivered the meal last night. The old man has seven grandchildren, six of whom are college students. Everyone agreed, but I was thinking about the heavy family burden of his sons. His little wife said that the old man got the quilt wet again last night. He didn't bring a diaper yesterday, so he got wet twice. He obviously brought it at night, and I don't know what happened. My mother said that the old man kept talking loudly last night, saying that he had two cows and how many chickens he had, and he would eat and drink in the future. His son threw him the snacks in the cupboard and went to bed. The old man kept eating. At night, the old man had to go to the toilet. His son handed him the urinal, fell asleep without holding it, and urinated on the bed. He cleaned up in the morning to take out the garbage and swept out a pile of packaging bags from under the bed. It's my mother who talks too much. My mother said she was telling the truth. His daughter-in-law said nothing, complaining that her second son didn't take good care of him. No wonder the old man's daughter cried yesterday. Mom didn't sleep well all night and asked the nurse if she could change the bed today. The answer is "no". Two hours after breakfast, my blood sugar was 25.6. I went to see a doctor at once. The doctor asked my mother how she felt and asked her to take an injection of insulin. She went to the nurse for an injection at nine o'clock.
At ten o'clock, I went to the first floor to get the CT results and came up to see the doctor. A woman of about sixty years old is arguing with the doctor in the duty room. The doctor listened carefully and asked her to do some tests. She said she had done it in Shanghai, and the doctor asked her to bring the results. She said that she didn't bring everything back in Shanghai. The doctor said she respected your opinion. If you are willing to check, I won't force you. She said it was only after six when she came yesterday. Why is it sixteen today? What's more, I ate a cake without eating anything in the morning. How could it get worse? The doctor said you stayed, but you took the medicine yourself, and you wouldn't let it go ... it took a long time to come out. I knocked at the door and went in. The doctor looked at the chest CT results and said, nothing.
After a while, the woman who argued with the doctor just now went straight to this room and chatted with my mother. She said that she came back from Shanghai for a medical examination alone. She thinks that Shanghai is very expensive to check, and it costs more than 1000 yuan every time. And the doctor didn't talk to her much, and she couldn't reimburse her, so she came back. I didn't expect her blood sugar to get higher after she came, and she took out her mobile phone to show us photos of her recent food, such as carrot porridge, pickles and so on. I want to know why I'm still checking here. I'm back from Shanghai. The epidemic is not over yet. I'm afraid it's not good to walk around like this. She said that she wanted to live in the next room with her mother. She took her mother to see the nurse, but the nurse still refused to change clothes. Soon she went to the doctor herself, and the doctor agreed. When she went out to buy lunch, her mother called and said that she had moved to bed 6 next door. She is very happy. At dinner, I asked my mother how she met. My mother said she didn't have a mouthwash last night. My mother lent her a copy and said she didn't have to return it. I have to admire my mother's ability to chat with anyone. When eating, two or three people asked her to go for a walk. I'm a little happy. Someone talked to me while I was away. I think it must be the same language with me.
The 73-year-old man in bed 6 has finished the discharge formalities in the morning and sat by the bed waiting for his family to pick him up. The old man has a ruddy complexion and looks ten years younger than his actual age. He stayed in the hospital for a week after his family sent him. Now that his blood sugar is under control, he can leave the hospital after taking some medicine. After lunch, my mother chatted with him again. The old man's three daughters and one son, the eldest daughter and the second daughter are all doing well, and the little son-in-law has a taste of doing nothing. I bought a motorcycle of more than 6,000 yuan shortly after I got married more than ten years ago and ran motorcycles in Shanghai. I don't make much money because I usually like playing cards. More than a year later, the motorcycle was stolen when he went to the toilet. The son married an only daughter and lived with his mother-in-law every day. Grandson came back when he was five years old and told him that his father was his grandmother's son. The old man and his wife planted more than ten acres of land at home to look after their eldest daughter's youngest son, saying it was inconvenient to go to school in Shanghai. There are many people there who want to make a living in Shanghai. Some people have become small bosses in everyone's eyes. Their buildings have been built, and they have bought houses in small counties. Some people even bought houses in Shanghai, but most of them are still struggling to survive.