20 12 1 month 15, I was shocked when I learned that my best sister had gynecological cancer. Usually, my sister is in good health and has never heard of any disease. She is always sunny and happy. Maybe she is under too much pressure to do business outside of work? Maybe she is too busy and tired? How can a normally healthy girl get cancer? And it's still late. When you hear about the terminal stage of cancer, people are scared. This is a fatal disease!
After knowing this, I couldn't let go, so I went to the provincial cancer hospital to visit my seriously ill sister on 1 month 16. This is my first visit to the Cancer Hospital of Harbin Medical University. As soon as I entered the hospital gate, I saw cars coming and going. The doorman is in charge of the money, and you have to pay three yuan for parking an hour! I can't find a parking space when I enter, and I have to drive far to find a parking place. In my memory, there were only so many people in the mall, but I was surprised to see so many people in the hospital!
When I entered the hospital, it was my sister's husband who came to meet me. He said, "It's hard for you to come so far to visit. She is on the ninth floor. She just finished surgery yesterday. " I said, "Hey, you worked hard and my sister suffered …" Because there were too many people waiting in the elevator, I was anxious to see my sister soon. I said, "How long will it take? Let's take the stairs! " We hurried to the stairs, and there were many people coming and going in the corridor. Some old people are leaning on crutches while others are helping each other. On every floor of the corridor, there will be patients standing in front of the windowsill or by the wall, without beds and hanging infusion bottles. Family members, doctors and nurses come and go like a race against time, and everyone's face is serious and dignified. Cancer patients with baldness due to chemotherapy have a blank expression, and this mixed breath is depressing and almost suffocating. Climbing to the ninth floor, I was panting. After a pause, I came to my sister's single room.
I haven't seen her for over half a month. After the operation, she lost a lot of weight, lying helpless in the hospital bed, pale, weak breathing, hands infusion, with multiple tubes inserted in her body. I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my heart, and tears swirled in my eyes, unable to speak. I tried to hold back my tears. I avoided her eyes, rubbed her arms and behind her hands, and repeatedly controlled my emotions. I reluctantly smiled and said, "It's okay. If you remove all the lesions, you'll be fine. When you are ready, come to my house for a few days and I will make you something to eat. " She said weakly, "Thank you for coming to see me so far. When I am ready, I will definitely go to your house for a few days and try your cooking. "
The patient needs more rest just after the operation. In order to let her have a good rest, she got up and said goodbye briefly. When she turned to the corridor, I finally burst into tears. I came down the stairs crying. I feel my footsteps are heavy and my heart hurts. How can life be so troublesome? People are so helpless in the face of disease! Where can I ask a doctor to save those who are struggling with the disease!
A cheerful woman in her forties, with a successful career and good health, was so inhuman by cancer. Such an operation is undoubtedly a heavy blow to her in the late stage of cancer! I feel that her body and soul have been evacuated, just like a lamb to be slaughtered. Maybe the doctor's hard work and all the money were wasted, but the family's hard work and fatigue are trying to reduce her pain, give her hope of survival and prolong her life as much as possible, even though her life has entered the countdown.
After I visited my sister, I was not in the mood to do anything for several days. My heart is like a big stone, and my depressed heart feels very painful. I am not satisfied with the food every day, as if I were ill.
Dear friends: Living is happiness, and health is wealth! Life has no cycle, no repetition, and life cannot be retained. There are bound to be sadness and misfortune on the road of life. Let's bless those who fight against death and those who race against death with piety, and hope that miracles will appear on them!