My son's name is Longzi and his mother is my wife. At my age, I am an ancient man now. As a young peasant girl, she has three younger sisters and a younger brother. 1958 During the natural disaster, at the age of 14, I lived with the old man * * * and got an adult job. Its labor force can be tested. 1963 18, I was welcomed to return to Oxcart as soon as possible. I still remember the wedding couplet in front of her house at that time: a beautiful girl has been raised for ten years, and Bai Xi welcomes an hundred children.
I appreciate those wedding couplets very much. I didn't expect such elegant and beautiful words in the hinterland. There is one thing I want to say for many years to come: from that day on, she jumped into the big fire pit where my family was hungry and cold. At the right time, my family is surrounded by walls. It's really "fighting cocks without rice during the day and mice without food at night". There are 80-year-old grandmothers and parents in the world, and three younger brothers and one younger sister in the world. Even her family of nine. At that time, all walks of life were dying. My father is sick and can't work, my mother sews, and my siblings are young. I don't know how to farm as much as I do. From then on, the dragon mother took a sickle, fork and broom in the summer, waded through the mud and soaked in the wind and rain; Sewing and mending with my mother in winter, staying up in class five, enduring hunger and cold. He is twice as tired as his mother. A few years later, I became an apprentice for eight years with a monthly salary of 30 yuan. At first, it was a subsidy of 10 yuan, and I felt hopeful. One month's salary to buy bricks and tiles, push earth and pull stones, credit loans. It took me three years to get the house and separate from my parents.
After the New Deal, the land was divided into households, with eight and a half acres of land, with a total size of thirteen pieces, with a distance of two or three miles. She was alone in the wind and rain, and the well sprinkled day and night; In spring, summer, autumn and winter, sowing, hoeing, mowing and harvesting are scheduled to run dozens of miles day and night. I am too busy dealing with complicated medical affairs to help. I still remember a wheat harvest. She took her two 10-year-old daughters to the fields at one or two o'clock at night, and when it was just dawn and everyone went to the fields to harvest, the nearly two acres of wheat fields were almost finished. An old farmer in Xiaozhuang said, "I'm really capable and can live well." My fourth grandmother, a good elder in the neighborhood, asked me, "Is she sick, so black and so thin?" I seem to be in tears. I know, so I have nothing to say. I thought about the hardships of the past, but now I forget everything. I only remember that one year, a summer passed, and all the carrots and pickles pickled in the first year had been eaten. I made a complaint inexplicably: "Why do you keep your child alive?" At that time, there were no dragons. I'm busy in the hospital. I'm not at home.
After that, I was in a hurry for twenty or thirty years, not only busy with the things in the field, but also deeply tired of the children and tasted the taste of "being poor and bearing the wind". When I was 70 years old, I went to Suzhou to welcome the birth of my grandson. I was overjoyed and got it. However, the tree wants to be quiet and the wind will not stop.
Second, the wind rises at the end of qingping.
Just after the Spring Festival in 20xx, we arrived in Suzhou from our hometown. By the end of that year, my grandson Jiuru was born on March 1 1 of the Gregorian calendar. For two months, the mother and son were safe, and the whole family was immersed in joy that had never been seen before. Especially mother dragon, she is twice as happy as usual. In July of that year, when we were still in Suzhou, she felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, sometimes dizzy, sometimes her gums tightened, the front side of her right neck was "airtight", and sometimes she was feverish and sweaty. I thought it was overwork or "autonomic dysfunction", and I didn't care. /kloc-I went back to my hometown in Shandong in October and had a cardiac examination in the county hospital. No major problems were found. It is estimated that it is still "coronary heart disease" and began to take drugs systematically. During her stay at home that winter, Mother Long was able to manage her daily diet and cooking. Only a little tired, especially when bending over, I feel chest tightness and shortness of breath.
After the Spring Festival in 20xx, after a tiring dinner, the above symptoms get worse every day and chest pain occurs. Every time such symptoms appear, Mother Dragon looks anxious and gloomy. At that time, the blood pressure was not high, and the heart auscultated the aortic valve murmur and spread to the right. The heart rate is slightly faster, the heart rate is unchanged, the pulse is strong, and the number is even and slightly faster. The sublingual collaterals are slightly darker. It is effective to take Xiao Su Jiuxin Pill for the first time. She said, "If you draw a brick in your heart". Go to the county hospital for reexamination and do ECG step test to indicate myocardial ischemia. After the diagnosis and treatment by Chief Physician Zhang Minjing, it is suggested to do angiocardiography. Both Long Ma and I have questions. After the diagnosis and treatment by chief physician Zhang Jinfeng, western medicine was taken according to the plan. According to the concepts of "true love" and "heavy pulse is also fatigue" in traditional Chinese medicine, I demonstrate and treat it according to blood stasis and guilty conscience. In Shengyu decoction, Radix Astragali, Rhizoma Polygonati Odorati, Radix Salviae Miltiorrhizae, Tongqiao Huoxue decoction (musk 0. 2 grams). Both parties take it in turn, each party takes more than 50 doses continuously, and the total dose is not less than one year. By the Spring Festival of 20 15, I am glad that the above symptoms have not been repeated for nearly a year. During the Spring Festival of 20 15, Long Er and Deng Jing took my grandson home for the New Year, and stopped taking drugs for nearly a month. After the Spring Festival, western medicine treatment was resumed.
One night after dinner in early May of 20xx, the symptoms suddenly became worse than before. On May 9th, Dr. Zhang Minjing contacted an expert from Beijing anzhen hospital to go to the county hospital for angiocardiography. Dynamic images showed two mild stenoses in the left main coronary artery. The end of the main branch of the right coronary artery branch widely extends to the end of the left coronary artery branch. It is no longer suitable for "lower bracket". The medical staff warned us that we must seize the time to do "bridging". Dr. Zhang Minjing contacted the cardiologist of Beijing Friendship Hospital for us at the first time, and agreed to be hospitalized in Beijing on May 14.
I went home and told Long's uncle and aunt that I was scheduled to arrive in Beijing on May 13.
Third, "Look at my son!"
At 8 o'clock in the morning of May 9, I made an appointment to do angiocardiography in the county hospital and prepare for "lowering the stent". At six o'clock that morning, when they arrived at the county seat through the dense fog by tram from home, Long Er and Deng Jing took Sun Xiao Jiuru, set off from Suzhou at four o'clock the day before, drove for more than ten hours, and arrived at their hometown county seat at zero o'clock in the evening. Thirty years ago, when my mother Gao Tang was seriously ill, she praised me and said, "Look at my son!" " "I really want to learn from her and say," Look at my son! ""but I didn't say. My family's mood is as heavy as lead, how can I be ridiculous!
From that day on, I was diagnosed and had to go to Beijing for heart surgery. The whole family also ate, drank and slept, and everything was normal. But I know that the whole family is in unspeakable fear.
The dragon said to Deng Jing, "Take your mother and your son to your grandmother's house in Kaifeng, and then go back to Suzhou." Deng Jing nodded silently and said nothing. I got up early that day and had breakfast in the street. Jiuru seems to have no reaction after getting on the bus. Finding that my grandparents didn't get on the bus, I broke free from his mother's hand and climbed out of the car. First, I grabbed my two fingers and shook them. Before I knew it, I had been talking to dragons. Then the dragon said, "Grandma!" Jiuru limped over again, grabbed grandma's finger and shook it, then took the initiative to climb into the car, sat in the safety seat and let her mother tie it up. I said to myself, "Good! All right! Look at my grandson! " At this time, nine years old means two years and two months. There is a folk proverb: "the first bone is consistent, and the bone is connected with the tendon", but it is not. At this time, I remembered someone's teasing words: "sons are bad debts, grandchildren are hope", that's right.
Fourth, "it is enough to meet a bosom friend in life."
Chief physician Zhang Minjing and I have been friends for many years. Actually, I'm just a colleague of medical staff for several years. More than 30 years ago, I worked for more than 20 years in the outpatient department of traditional Chinese medicine in primary township hospitals. At that time, I had a large number of patients and I was overwhelmed. Min Jing is still a young man. After graduating from college, he was assigned to that hospital as a ward resident. Because of the age disparity, there is not much communication. It was only later that he signed up for the correspondence course of the College of Arts and Sciences run by Guangming Daily, and I saw his textbooks. Because I like the ancient culture of China, I began to have further contact.
Later, Min Jing was transferred to the county hospital, and a few years later, I was transferred to the newly-built Chinese medicine hospital. We live in similar places, so we have more frequent communication. Comrade Min Jing is smart and upright. From the hospital pediatrics to the office, he became the chairman of the trade union, the secretary of the discipline inspection commission and the deputy secretary of the party Committee. He does a good job, and he handles the relationship between superiors and subordinates and the interpersonal relationship around him very well. This work is impressive and prestigious. He has never been out of the clinic and is now a full professor. The official has grown up, but he has not forgotten the big brother of Chinese medicine who is obsessed with the disabled. Many years ago, he told me: "If you want to advance in the future, you can't do it without articles published in official medical journals." With his encouragement and participation, my first paper was selected by the National Academic Conference on Difficult Diseases to participate in the conference exchange, published in journal of traditional chinese medicine, Jiangxi Province, and later compiled into the national paper collection of that year. With his support and encouragement, I published more than ten papers in Chinese medicine journals.
When the dragon mother was just diagnosed, Min Jing insisted on "getting off the bracket". We have been hesitant because of the gap in our understanding of emerging treatment concepts and technologies. He is not disgusted. I have been persuading and encouraging. He contacted the "X-ray examination" that day in advance. While waiting for the radiography for several hours, the couple stayed with the dragon mother, joking and comforting. The intimate scene also alarmed the medical staff present. "What's your relationship?" More than one person, more than one time someone asked.
When the angiography was finished and the new diagnosis was clear, Min Jing immediately contacted hospitals and doctors in Beijing for surgery and determined the admission time. We left for Beijing one day in advance, and Min Jing accompanied us to Beijing and found the director of cardiac surgery in that hospital, Min Jing's classmate. We didn't spend a penny on what they expressed, and we quickly went through the hospitalization procedure. After everything was handled, Min Jing left Beijing by bus that night and returned.
Since the day of hospitalization, Min Jing has called to ask questions every day, especially during and after the operation, almost several times a day, which is touching. I am a native of Minjing in my late twenties, and the gap has widened over the past few decades. As far as I am an old man, I am not ungrateful to him. I am just an old colleague. He has always been very persistent to me and sincere to people, which makes me very grateful. I remember a philosopher said, "It is skill that can move great people, and it is the heart that can move small people." Tell the truth.
5. "The magpie crows, telling good or bad luck as a branch".
It was May 20th, 20xx, and cardiac surgery decided to do a heart "bypass" for the dragon mother. The operation time is 7: 30 in the morning, and Qiuwen is in the hospital for bed care. At four o'clock in the morning, I arrived at the Xibianmen of the hospital, which is the nearest to our hotel and also the centrifugal surgery ward. The door is locked by a chain, so it can't be squeezed in. I lingered outside the door for a long time, only to find a broken paper sign hanging on the door, which read "Open at 6: 30 in the morning". I can't help it I turned north and east from Xibianmen and walked to the north gate of the hospital. It's five or six hundred meters. There is no door to close at the north gate. There is a monitor, no one is on duty, so you can go straight in. I looked at my cell phone. It was 4: 30. I wonder if the ward will open. There were few cars and many people on the road, so I crossed the street and went north. At the northwest corner of the street at the intersection crossing the road, there is a corner for pedestrians to rest. Going up two or three steps, there are two or three pebble tables and five or six pebble stools. I sat on the stone bench and smoked. I thought to myself: what kind of mentality will the dragon mother have today, and how should I send her away? I didn't catch my breath, but my heart didn't calm down. Not far away, there are three or two magpies chirping on several tall poplar branches, and there seems to be a trace of holiday thoughts in my heart. But before I came to my senses, suddenly a crow fluttered and flapped its feathered black wings, "Ah-ah-"flew over my head. My uncertain mood turned into malice, and my heart became agitated.
I stood up without looking at the traffic lights and avoiding pedestrians and cars. I went to the cardiac surgery ward building and pressed the up button of the ordinary elevator like a child. Soon the elevator door opened and no one was there. I went in and clicked the button on the seventh floor. Soon the blinds opened and I went out, and the elevator door closed automatically. I just realized I'm not on the seventh floor. There is no destination to go, no destination to find, it is an underground computer room. I went back the same way and said to myself in annoyance, "Where have I been?" At this time, a woman dressed up in the countryside, in her forties, came out of the "nursing home" and asked kindly with her eyes open: "What's the matter?" I said I was going to the seventh floor. She said, "You came to the basement." She told me how to walk up, but I didn't understand. Without saying anything, the female nurse led me to the top floor and returned to the original elevator on the first floor, saying, "Do you know how to get on?" I said, "All right, all right." Without even saying thank you, I walked into the elevator. When going up the stairs from the basement, she turned to me and asked, "How old is this year?" I answered truthfully, "Do you take care of patients?" I said, "Just look." Not much to say.
At this moment, it suddenly occurred to me that I was chatting with Su Yong's brother when I was bored at home. Su Yongdi said that he saw a well-written couplet in a book. The first part is: "The magpies crow, and the branches stand up to say whether they are good or bad"; The bottom line is: "Yan Laiyan will go, meet and laugh." At that time, we commented and analyzed that it should be an ancient couplet of Antang, a martyr's shrine, or an ancient battlefield in Zhao Yan, Jing Ke's hometown near Yishui, and a Meng Jiangnv shrine near Shanhaiguan. It's bleak and cruel. That morning, I happened to meet my mood, which was not bad. This is not superstition, sadness or sadness, but mood.
It's already six o'clock in the morning on May 20th.
Sixth, "there must be calmness in every major event."
Before coming to Beijing, I carefully read the physical examination report of Dragon Mother Cardiography. The conclusion is: "coronary atherosclerotic heart disease." Lesions of three branches of left main artery-involving anterior descending branch, circumflex branch and right coronary artery. I visited one of my patients before. Because of his aortic valve murmur, he was introduced to the Affiliated Hospital of Jining Medical College for aortic valve replacement. I looked through the copies of his medical records: general anesthesia, thoracotomy, cardiopulmonary bypass and heart fixation. I saw his surgical incision and stitched up the knife marks. I'm scared in my heart. As mentioned above, it is impossible to operate without doing it. I gritted my teeth and said nothing about everything I saw.
Even Min Jing, everyone agrees that "bridging" is much more reasonable, effective and safe than "lower bracket". After more than a year of discussion, Mother Long seems to know how to operate. We didn't discuss the risks and benefits of surgery. The dragon mother doesn't seem to think that the operation is life-threatening.
Okay, I have to do this. This is the only way.
I arrived at the ward at about six o'clock that morning, and my eldest daughter was taking something and said nothing. Mother dragon is half lying in the hospital bed. I looked at her and looked at each other. Our eyes seem to be stable. I asked softly, "Nothing?" She answered the same two words: "Nothing." The tone is very gentle, and there is nothing to say, quiet and silent. Nothing seems to have happened.
Before seven o'clock, the dragon, floret and crane all arrived. At 7: 30 sharp, the car in the operating room picked up Mother Long, and they all followed. I'll walk back to my place first.
It is said that the dragon mother is very calm. From 7: 30 in the morning to 2: 00 in the afternoon, "three bridges were built" and the operation lasted for more than seven hours.
The children stayed outside the operating room for seven hours, and I knew that every audible sound in the operating room would make them nervous. Every time a medical worker walks in and out, his eyes will open wide. I'm waiting for my mobile phone at the hotel. What were the children like when I was away from the operating room and transferred to the intensive care unit?
Six o'clock in the afternoon, four hours. The nurse in the intensive care unit said to the children who had been waiting outside the door, "your is awake."
The children dialed my mobile phone at the first time. I was very anxious when I got the news. Suddenly, at 6 o'clock in the morning, Mother Long's cold and calm expression appeared. On the contrary, there was some inexplicable anger in my heart: "Are you so confident, you ignorant thing?"
At this time, the first word that came to my mind was not "Amitabha", but a lyric of master Chang Xiangyu in Mulan, a Henan opera movie: "Relax for the whole family."
As soon as I relaxed, I remembered the sentence about Zhao Pu: "Everything must be calm". Dragon Mother and I are both right-wingers, and right-wingers can't seem to bear Zhao Pu's comments in the Song Dynasty. But I have lived with the dragon mother for more than 50 years, and I think she deserves the evaluation that everything is quiet. I really hope this "gene" can be passed on to children. To put it another way, "ignorance is fearless" is not unreasonable.
"Amitabha!" Heart surgery, here we come.
Seven days and seven nights after operation.
On the first day of hospitalization in that hospital in Beijing, a postoperative patient suddenly bled to death in the room next to the dragon mother. The situation is unknown, but the hands of the accompanying family members seem to have been pulled out of the blood basin and screamed wildly. In an instant, the accompanying family was settled in another room and the patient was covered and pushed away. Close the door quickly and wash indoors. That was before the dragon mother. At that time, only the dragon mother was present, and there was no bad feelings. Dragon told me about it, but he was in a bad mood. Just a few days later, another surgical patient died. Both of them were in the week before we were admitted to the hospital. Say what? This incident reminds me of Xue Zhenmei's experience of caring for her husband's heart aortic valve replacement in Jinan nearly 20 years ago. How similar. I don't know what my family thought at that time, but we didn't mention it.
On may 2 1 and 22, we waited for the dragon mother to leave the intensive care unit at the hotel. On the morning of 23rd, Long Er suddenly jumped out of bed: I was informed by phone that I could leave the intensive care unit today, one day earlier than usual. His brother and sister left without stopping.
Mother Long, who just came out of the intensive care unit, is in a much better mental state than expected. Just very weak, moderate anemia. More than a foot thick gauze (blood vessel extraction and self-replacement) was put on the inner side of the left arm and the inner side of the right thigh, and a large piece of gauze was filled on the left side of the sternum handle, which was full of blood and still oozing. The tube left in the right neck is as thick as an egg, like a disassembled motor, and it has not been repaired yet. The treatment of modern medicine is so bloody and advanced.
Amitabha! I still put the infusion tube on my feet and hands every day, but few of them can be infused. Matters needing attention in nursing records are: there is no taboo in diet and drinking water is kept to a minimum. They monitor the amount of water and urine 24 hours a day. Once you find an increase, you will change your normal state and yell at it.
From 23rd to 24th, we recovered well. We expect to be discharged in less than a week. I decided to let Qiuwen go home early, so I don't have to worry about the young and old at home. Unexpectedly, the situation has changed unexpectedly.
Probably at night, I caught a cold by the window, my cough got worse, and I vomited more phlegm. Because of the limited amount of drinking water, my phlegm is sticky and difficult to spit out. My knife hurts and it is difficult to cough up. Looking for the doctor on duty, just like nursing arrangements, looking for the deputy director of the department, after routine auscultation, said nothing. There are also irregular little moves: in the face of me, the thumb, index finger and middle finger of my right hand keep twisting. We pay 100 thousand, and we care about the number of times you twist your fingers? I despise such a man as a doctor. Pretend not to understand and ignore him.
The dragon mother sat in the hospital bed for three days and nights. Intermittent cough I keep vomiting, and I sleep less than two or three hours every day. A whole morning's expectoration paper can hold a big plastic bag. My heart is heavy to the extreme. Please transfer Min Jing to classmate Zhang for mobile phone consultation. Arrange to increase the dosage of diuretics. He thinks the problem is still heart failure.
I have been coughing, spitting, drinking water and gargling. Xiaohua and Dragon take turns to take care of them day and night, and no one can sleep well at night. I'm anxious and there's nothing I can do. What should I do? I'm afraid there will be more problems ...
On the morning of the third day when she coughed and vomited, Xiaohua said that she would go to the nearest Xuanwu District Chinese Medicine Hospital first. The hospital didn't bring any foreigners, so she took a taxi to Tongrentang outside the front door to get back three doses of soup, and told me to see the medicine, such as Liuhe Tonga Belamcanda, Ephedra, Zi Yuan, Donghua and Lepidium. I complained that she didn't say anything beforehand and went her own way. However, after the first dose, cough, excessive phlegm, asphyxia and asthma were obviously relieved soon, and it was better after three doses.
Medication shows that the disease is not entirely in the "heart" At present, the concept of medical solid-state pathology is flawed, and China ancient medicine still has great potential advantages. In the next few days, people in adjacent wards asked each other, what medicine did you take quickly? Obana, they chatted and made a prescription with them. Only then did I know that Xiaohua's prescription for clinical treatment was mature, and my father could rest assured.
Since Xiaohua came, she took the initiative to buy rice cookers, rice, noodles, vegetables, oil and salt, and made a fire like others, saving a lot.
The dragon mother is recovering day by day and can be weighed when she leaves the hospital. She has been in Beijing for less than 20 days and lost 6 pounds. I wonder how the children are.
Thankfully, I told myself that it took seven days and seven nights after the operation, no, it should be ten days and ten nights, and we survived.
Eight, the true feelings of robbery are there.
On the day when I was transferred from intensive care unit to general ward, I sat by the window and looked at the tall buildings in Beijing. That mother Tianlong's state is still good. I have the idea that I can recover and go home in a few days, which makes me feel a little comfortable. But I feel something is missing in my heart. I want to think about it. Oh, I have to think about when to let the children buy a bunch of carnations.
I saw on TV that patients in convalescence all sent this kind of flowers, with narrow green leaves and bright and beautiful red flowers clustered like fire. Someone told me that this is a foreign flower, a foreign fashion. Its translation and interpretation are unique in words, sounds and meanings, and full of beautiful poetry. Later, my friend gave me a tree to plant. I see, oh, this is China Dianthus, a perennial herb. Dianthus in materia medica is Dianthus. It's just that the leaves of "Carnation" are greener than blue, and the flowers are clustered and multi-layered, bigger and redder. Its stems are like carnations and its joints are like bamboo. China wrote in The Book of Songs. Eryalu The homonym of carnation is carnation-sincere wish: sincere and faithful blessing. "Carnation" should be extended translation.
The next morning, I walked around the street around the hospital and returned empty-handed. I didn't expect a bunch of bright red and green carnations to stand in front of the dragon mother's ward. It is really "heart-to-heart".
Mother Long told me that it was sent by a friend of Suzhou Xiaolong who came to Beijing on business. What a coincidence! I think. This is a thoughtful and sincere blessing.
Xiaolong didn't go to work for nearly a month from May 9 to the end of May before he was discharged from the hospital, and the company leaders were very dissatisfied. Long Zi told me: I only knew that it would take a few days to "contrast and lower the stent", but I didn't expect such a big operation. Dragon son added sadly: "This is the only mother, and the work can be done again." The leader patted him on the shoulder, smiled and said "I understand" and said some comforting words.
Yunke came from Jingxi to visit his aunt in this hospital downtown. I ordered him tea to entertain him, but he paid the bill, which made me very embarrassed.
Su Yongdi's son Bao Xiao called from Jinan and said that he had bought a ticket to see his aunt. I can't refuse again and again, saying, "I'm afraid I have to take care of you when I get there, and I'm not in the mood." Perfect them. In retrospect, I feel that I failed them.
Xiaoshun and Xiaoling called to ask, and I told the dragon mother, who said, "I didn't hurt them in vain."
We didn't know until my mother's niece's family of three arrived at the hospital in Beijing. She said that it is very fast to take the high-speed train from Beidaihe, and the love of flesh and blood is self-evident. She stroked her aunt's knife edge and shed tears.
When I called my aunt and uncle in Yu Long, they said, "Nothing happened." Long's aunt choked for a long time and said, "Thank God!" The feeling of flesh and blood is beyond words.
During the time after I got home safely, there was an endless stream of friends and relatives. It's really "truth is robbing"!
What can we do to repay them at our age?