The patient entered the ward, and the cold iron door closed with a bang, separating the longing, separating hope, and separating the affection of flesh and blood.
is again endless waiting and endless anxiety.
On the night, the son asked his mother: "If..."
"If it is not, he will definitely get better. Don't tell me these things." The mother was very excited and stopped him without waiting for her son to say it. In a few days, she had a tantrum about her son for the first time.
Then there is silence...
There is an old lady in the ward who keeps getting angry. She is one of the few people with a clear consciousness. She doesn't want to stay there, and there is no dear grandson there.
She is the only critically ill patient in Intensive Care Unit who needs to eat three meals a day.
Every day, her eldest grandson came to deliver food to her grandmother, and was always beaten back because she was unqualified. It was either too salty or too thick. In short, he was always worried when he came to deliver food. Other families guarding outside the ward helped him out of the ward to find a solution.
Today the nurse complained to her grandson that her grandmother had been swearing in the ward, and the nurses could no longer work with peace of mind.
The eldest grandson kept bent down to apologize, feeling inexplicably joy.
It is probably because the nurse was unable to bear the trouble. Perhaps, grandma recovered well, so she asked the old lady to do the examination and evaluation. If the evaluation is passed, grandma would enter the general ward.
The patients at the door of the intensive care unit all cast envious eyes on them.
Alas, when can our relatives start delivering meals? What a wonderful thing it would be when our relatives also have the strength to make trouble.
The old lady in the ward has been in peace recently. Two days ago, she made a fuss for a while and felt that she was lonely and afraid in the ward and had no one to accompany her, so she wanted to leave the intensive care unit.
The doctor and nurse were frustrated and asked her to evaluate and check in advance. If they passed the qualification, they were willing to send this ancestor out of intensive care unit and into the general ward.
When grandma was pushed out of the ward, she was still a little confused, but when she saw her beloved grandson, the old lady showed a smile on her face. She didn't speak and her expression was very peaceful.
and the nurse talked to the old lady without any connection. Perhaps she was thinking in her heart that after she left the intensive care unit, everything would be fine with her grandson.
What happened to me was wrong, and the old man evaluated that night that he had a high fever inappropriate manner. The dream of getting out of the intensive care unit was completely disillusioned, so the old man stayed in it honestly.
Three meals a day are just like this. The only way to communicate with your grandson is to think that the meal your grandson gave her is not to the taste and not to the heart. He refused to eat when he had a disagreement, but his grandson had no choice but to eat the food himself and then gave him another portion of the food his grandmother needed.
Grandma didn't make any noise anymore and stayed in the ward with peace of mind.
Among the family members who guard the intensive care unit outside the intensive care unit, there is an oldest grandfather in his 80s and a retired teacher. His lover is in the intensive care unit. The old man is guarding the door day and night. The physical and mental fatigue does not erase his hope. He is eagerly looking forward to his wife returning safely.
The old man's wife is weak. She has been hospitalized for many times this year and has been in severe cases for 40 days, and the daily cost is about 20,000 yuan. The old man's savings have been spent and he is unable to treat him again. Today, it's time for him to make a decision.
The old man packed his things calmly. Today, his son and his wife also came to pick up his mother home. Such discharge would be equivalent to a sentence of death. There was a 120 ambulance parked at the door, and everything was going on in an orderly manner.
At this time, there are no tears, no sadness, and no regrets. The old man had done his best to get such a speechless ending.
In the aisle, a pair of siblings sat face to face on the ground, lowering their heads, and tears flowed down.
The sister is born white and clean, with two heroic eyebrows, a pair of powerful eyes, a handsome and straight nose, and a angular lips, making her temperament become clean and neat, more handsome, more straightforward, less feminine and charming, and with the demeanor of a woman.
The brother is less than 1.7 meters tall, his arms are almost longer than his knees, and his skin is dark, which is in sharp contrast to his sister's whiteness.
In the hot summer, I always wear a pair of leather shoes that have long been gone, with a few paint stains on the leather shoes, which look like they are covered with dog skin plaster. My brother's eyes were a little erratic, giving people a feeling of tenderness and charm.
Their mother has been in the intensive care unit for half a month. The brother and sister eat instant noodles every day. They think their financial conditions are not very affordable, but they are also positive and optimistic every day and report their safety to their families on time. When the brother was having a video with his wife and his younger son, he always smiled so heartlessly and carefree. It seemed that it was a curtain that blocked the powerlessness and helplessness of reality.
The mother of the brother and sister had pancreatitis . The condition worsened in the past two days. The doctor said that even pancreatic can't be seen.
Perhaps the old man also knew that the intensive care unit was expensive and his children were not rich, so he stopped cooperating with the treatment and shouted that he would go back to his hometown, but the doctor could not let her be discharged from the perspective of saving lives and helping the wounded.
In order to save money, the brother and sister wholesale medical supplies from the Internet and make homemade medicine bags needed by doctors. They are not locals, and both of them eat and sleep outside the door of the intensive care unit, so they don’t save a single minute. Fortunately, the brother and sister have a good relationship and often encourage each other.
intensive care unit, if you don’t have money, the doctor doesn’t recommend you to come in. However, their mother's organs were infected and they had to go in.
The brother and sister probably have spent all their savings, and they are afraid they don’t have more money to pay. But if my mother is there, not treating her means death. The brother and sister recalled the doctor's words over and over again.
"This disease is not a fatal disease, it can be cured, but you need to continue to prepare 300,000 yuan.
The brother and sister are helpless. They have cried and called a lot. Finally, the other two brothers who the brother and sister decided to wait for came and discuss.
The brother bowed his head and said nothing, and the sister bowed his head. Sobbing. A breath of despair permeates the faces of the brother and sister.
The doctor is not cruel, but the cruel thing is that life and money are directly equal. Life and death are in a difficult situation, just between those few pieces of silver.
Life has many principles, but it cannot resist the straightforwardness and cruelty of reality.
