"After I leave, you must take good care of your brother. He is helpless in this life, and it is my lifelong concern." This is what my mother said to me. When I heard this, I felt like a needle pricking inside, but I still said to my mother happily: "Mom, what are you talking nonsense? gallbladder cannot kill you."
Since May this year, my mother has been coughing frequently. She used to suffer from bronchitis . We have been treating bronchitis . Later, my mother coughed very severely and was sent to the hospital. After examination, she was diagnosed with advanced lung adenocarcinoma. She had gene test in Shanghai. The doctor said: "This patient is dangerous, there are no gene mutations, and she may not be able to survive this winter." Hearing this result, I burst into tears in the corner of the hospital. I used to feel that cancer was just a legend, and it fell on my mother at once. The pain was really indescribable.
I wiped away my tears, pretended to be very peaceful, and said to my mother, "You have suffered from old age and illness again, and the pain in your back is also caused by the gallbladder. Don't worry, it will be cured soon." Because her mother was over 60 years old, she never thought she would get lung cancer, so her son's words completely gave her peace of mind.
Three months later, my mother's condition worsened. After negotiation, we took my mother home. My mother lie on the bed every day, breathing oxygen . She asked me weakly, "What kind of disease do I have? It hurts so much every day, and I can't move for a while..."
"Mom, it's all your geriatric disease. It's all about getting better after a while, don't worry." "What I can't worry about most is your brother, who is fifty years old, without a wife or son, and a heart disease. What if I leave, what should I do?" "Mom, don't you have any trouble. I have no problem with my brother except for mom, isn't there me? He is sick, and I will take care of him at any time..."
These conversations are the words of my mother and I, but until now, my mother doesn't know what disease she has, her physique is getting weaker and weaker, and she has no strength to speak...
What is my mother thinking? I think about this problem every day. Looking at my mother who is plagued by illness, I hope that the disease will not torture my mother anymore. That endless pain makes people collapse.