That year, it was the hot summer, but I always caught a cold and often had dizziness. I think it's time to blow up the air conditioner in the computer room too much. The summer in Wuhan is like a steamer. Even if you go out for a walk in the evening, you can sweat all over. How c

Author: Dandan (weichen)

Photos of Dandan before he got sick

When I was working hard for my dream, the disease had quietly sprouted.

That year, it was the hot summer, but I always caught a cold and often had dizziness. I think it's time to blow up the air conditioner in the computer room too much. The summer in Wuhan is like a steamer. Even if you go out for a walk in the evening, you can sweat all over. How can you not soak in an air-conditioned room? Therefore, I didn't take it seriously.

One evening in June, the weather was abnormal and surprisingly cool. I made an appointment with a few friends to go to the nearby night market and buy some daily necessities.

On the way home, the group was discussing enthusiastically, "That set of clothes is so beautiful, but unfortunately it's too expensive." "Buy so many snacks, can you finish eating?" Suddenly, my feet became soft and I fell into . My companions joked, "Did you not spend the money and deliberately pretend to be cheating and refuse to leave?" I took my anger to the stone that did not exist, and did not explain much, but just said lightly, "Calling with you, I didn't pay attention to the stones on the roadside." I tried my best but found that my feet could not use any strength, so I had to ask my companions for help and go home on the taxi.

I didn't care, but the store manager became very nervous and called my mother and exaggerated her words. My mother rushed to Wuhan in a hurry and had to pick me up. She said, "It's okay if you don't have a salary, but what if you drag your body down?"

After returning home, my mother first rented a temporary bungalow on the street. After settling down, my mother took me to consult with you everywhere. The first time I checked at Xiangxiang People's Hospital, the diagnosis was that " myelitis " would be cured as long as "strengthen exercise and pay attention to diet". The whole family was very happy, it was just a minor problem.

Following the doctor's advice, it was dawn and the dewdrops were still sleeping in the weeds' arms. I began to walk forward until the sun awakened the dewdrops. The grass stretched its waist and raised its head, and my feet became heavy. It seemed that the awakened dewdrops were taken in by their feet. I could only comfort myself, "It's because I lack exercise, I'll just exercise for a while."

Once I visited my neighbor's house with my mother. On the way home, my feet began to tremble, like a manipulated wood, and I couldn't myself. My mother was panicked, but kept comforting me, "Take it slow, rest for a while, and recovered my strength before leaving." I tried to stop my feet from shaking. I just took a step, and my whole body seemed to be disbanded and fell to the ground. My mother hurriedly helped me stand up.

Finally, the thin mother bent down and resolutely carried me on her back. My mother made a difficult journey, and I pressed my mother tightly against her back, not daring to let out the air. After arriving at home, my mother decided again that she must go to a large hospital for treatment.

This time I came to Changsha Xiangya Second Affiliated Hospital, which is a famous hospital in Hunan Province and even the whole country. My symptoms are nothing but a piece of cake in the eyes of the large hospital. The whole family firmly believes that even if you lose everything, you can cure the cause and there will be hope.

So I shuttled through the hospital every day, registering, seeking medical treatment, queuing, and doing examinations. Everything I saw was full of people, all of which proved the doctor's superb medical skills and the hospital's high reputation. My illness may not be considered a "disease", but even if I lose everything, I cannot diagnose the cause of the disease. The doctors say the same thing, "Pay attention to nutrition and exercise appropriately..."

Since the large hospital cannot provide treatment plans, I will go and see the old doctor and find out that there is a "miracle doctor" in this city who specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases. I just heard that there are many patients who come here, and some even squat at the door before dawn. When we arrived at the destination, there were already a long queue outside the door. I couldn't help but believe in the reputation of the "miracle doctor". I seemed to see me running freely. Finally it was my turn to see the doctor. The "miracle doctor" first took my pulse with a serious face and asked me about my relevant symptoms. Then he looked at tongue coating . He was expecting him to tell me what the disease he was suffering from. He had already prescribed a medicine list and instructed him, "Go to the pharmacy to take the medicine according to this prescription, take it on time three times a day, take one course of treatment first, and come here in a week."My mother thanked her so much that she paid 50 yuan in medical treatment and walked out of the "miracle doctor" clinic. My mother carefully held the medicine slip, as if she was holding my future health.

In the days to come, under the supervision of my mother, I would cover my nose and swallow the bitter medicine soup. The room was filled with evil "medicine fragrance". I don't know when this bitterness will end. The "miracle doctor" is full of confidence, "Believe me, I have cured too many diseases like you" and "must take medicine on time" slowly becomes blurred...

By chance, an old lady came to visit my house. After hearing about my symptoms, he warned my mother with a serious look on his face, "Your girl is entangled with dirty things, and taking medicine is useless. You should invite a wizard to the house to do a ritual..." Balabala said a lot, and my mother really recorded the contact information of the Taoist priest...

After the old lady left, my mother couldn't wait to call the Taoist priest to explain my abnormal symptoms in detail. The Taoist priest also repeatedly promised that she would take time to come to the house to check it out tomorrow.

The next day, after lunch, the Taoist priest appeared at the door of my house under the guidance of the old lady. He was wearing a Taoist robe and a fairy-like Taoist priest. He didn't speak but muttered something. The old lady explained, "The old Taoist priest cannot speak casually when doing rituals, so as not to disturb the ghosts and gods." Half an hour later, he put "Demon-Suppressing Talisman" around the wall before he breathed a sigh of relief, and told him, "These talismans can drive away the dirty things attached to you, remember not to tear them!" Mom thanked again, but her health still did not improve. This matter was left alone later.

I completely lost confidence in treatment. As the disease progressed, I became more and more closed and no longer wanted to go out of my house. It was not that I didn’t desire the excitement and freedom of the outside world, but that I was afraid of falling and other people’s eyes like looking at monsters.

In the winter of 2011, my feet seemed to be pulled away, and I could no longer feel its existence. When my mother pushed the wheelchair in front of me, I cried. What should I do for my wheelchair? That is the exclusive product for disabled people. I can still leave, Mom, look.

I stood up stubbornly, "I can walk, I don't need a wheelchair." I moved my footsteps with difficulty, and after not taking two steps, I "pulled" to the ground. I was unwilling to admit defeat and wanted to stand up again, but my feet were no longer willing to cooperate. The sky was gray, instead of my tears, and it started to rain... The wheelchair was waiting silently, waiting for me to bow to my illness life.

How long has it been since I had sunbathed? Finally, I lowered my head to fate and I admit defeat. After the wheelchair was used, my brother had an extra task. He always pushed the wheelchair and took me out to see the scenery. Sometimes I am afraid of passers-by's eyes and unwilling to go out. When my younger brother sees my concerns, he always jokes, "When I go out with me, everyone will look at me, a handsome guy. Who will pay attention to you?" Then when I go out with my younger brother, passers-by show sympathy, and I don't pay attention to it anymore. I understand the mercy of their eyes, yes! I am the most miserable person in the world!

After the treatment was fruitless, I stopped tossing, just like that! The disease is getting more and more severe, the dark clouds in the sky are getting thicker, and life is shrouded in gray.