Dad lives in a four-person ward, lined up against the wall, fully air-conditioned, warm as spring, and in good condition.
Closest to the corridor is an old man in his eighties. He has seven children, so he has many children.
The people accompanying the bed are mainly a son and a woman, all in their forties and fifties, and the son has a two-year-old grandson. Compared with those of us who marry late and have children late, we have to feel the rapid progress of life.
It was the first operation. When I was lying on the operating bed, I found that my father's eyes were wet and there were a few tears. Yeah, who wants to go to the operating room and get stabbed? Fortunately, the old man survived, thin and in good spirits. He can get out of bed the day after the operation. On the third day, he sat in bed and chatted with his son, but he couldn't see that he was a patient. When the nurse asked him to drink the bad potion, he muttered, "It doesn't work?" At his son's insistence, he had to pick up a small medicine cup and added, "Your grandmother's." What a lovely old man.
During the hospitalization, from time to time, seven aunts and eight aunts wanted to video with him, and they all shouted greetings. His gully face also smiled and tried to answer: "Not bad!" On the day of the operation, two more sons came to help with nursing, staring at the drip, helping to go to the toilet, and doing their best. Although I didn't stay for a few days, my son and daughter, who watched brother and sister work together, get along in harmony, and insisted without complaint, accompanied my father wholeheartedly, without mutual blame and concern, and without the dog blood plot on TV series, which was very loving.
The other side of my father is the legendary "social elder brother", with a fierce face and uninhibited writing style. On the day of the operation, more than 30 men came to visit, and from time to time, their younger brothers took turns to accompany them, which was full of style. He is the most dishonest patient. He often clamors for extubation, which makes his stomach tube uncomfortable. The nurse asked him if he had vented his anger. He replied with a cold face: "Isn't it dead if you don't vent your anger?" This gives nurses a headache and thinks he is the most difficult patient to deal with. Moreover, he will "flirt" with the little nurse, deliberately say the wrong date of operation, clamor for discharge, and do some naughty tricks.
In his spare time, the "social brother" who runs the company will tell his own life story and discuss business with other family members. He is often taken care of by a bald and strong man. He looks like a juryman and even looks like a famous bad guy on TV, which makes people panic. However, the "Bald Brother" is honest and considerate, and the nurse will also cover her mouth and smile when giving lessons to the "Social Brother".
A few days ago, "Bald Brother" didn't come, and "Social Brother" told us that he had no brains, and there was nothing he could do to do one thing and smash another. We suggested that the bald brother drive, and the social brother said, "I can't drive, he can't read navigation." Tell those young people where to go and find out, he can't do it, he can only do some simple rough work. "
After a pause, he sighed with emotion: "Everything must be serious, and nothing can be done without being serious!" Looking at the impression that the eldest brother who should have been arrogant and unreasonable lamented the importance of "seriousness", I was actually a little confused: it turns out that being a eldest brother is not superficial, but also requires energy and hard work! I remember Brother Bald mentioned that he often thinks about things and can't sleep for a few days. I can only say that nothing is easy!
On the day of discharge, the doctor came to take out stitches on the wound on the stomach of "Social Brother". He has been calmly looking at the long black line, then put on a cotton-padded coat, greeted us and left smartly.
The nearest window is a thin middle-aged man, and his wife, a middle-aged woman who is not tall, has been taking care of him, eating and living in the hospital, and taking care of her husband every step of the way.
Because of the climate, her cheeks are allergic and red. She said that she was so itchy that she had to wear a mask to stay in the hospital. Her husband couldn't eat, so he had to take a nutritional injection. She always goes to the corridor to eat quietly. She said: "They can't eat, and they are sad to see us eat, so I always eat behind his back."
When discussing the reimbursement of medical expenses, she said, "In our hometown, the reimbursement rate is higher. The reimbursement rate for medical treatment here is very low. I still have to come here to see how much the reimbursement is. I want someone. What's the use of no one reporting money? " This is really the most affectionate confession. Middle-aged people can accompany each other in a dish and a meal, which is the best mutual affection between husband and wife. Seeing that her husband can get up slowly and walk in the field, the smile on his face has also increased.
Finally, when she heard the news that she could leave the hospital, she whispered, "Great!" " The excitement is beyond words. Finally, she waved goodbye to us: "Goodbye, I hope everyone will not come to the hospital again."
Relatives have been visiting and encouraging dad since he was in hospital. During the operation, we waited outside the operating room and took Dad back to the ward as soon as possible. My husband also came to the ward from thousands of miles away. I work the day shift, my husband works the night shift, and my mother has been with me and living in the hospital. The first time I got up, went to the toilet for the first time and walked into the ward for the first time, we all had our company and help.
In this small four-person ward, every patient is immersed in the slow love of relatives and slowly recovers.
The ward is really a magical place where people from all corners of the country meet by chance. People who are unlikely to meet in the usual social circle also meet here. Moreover, because of the patient's identity, because of my spare time in the hospital, I can see other people's lives and hear their heartfelt words. Although it's not an unexpected expectation, it's a blessing in disguise.
In the ward, we witnessed the madness of the disease, which pushed healthy people to the hospital bed, weak; In the ward, we also witnessed the warmth of family and the value of friendship. Every patient has received the full support and care of family and friends, and many relatives who came to visit have also given great support to the patients. Family members in the ward help each other. You watch the infusion bag for me, I help you help the patient, you give me a banana, I give you an orange, and there is a warm current flowing in the ward.
Some people say, "The background of life is sad." I said, "The background of life is warm." No matter how many setbacks, difficulties, setbacks and heaviness there are, we are all struggling forward in a warm world.