Jean Love

When I went home on Ching Ming Festival, I saw that my mother was still thin and weak.I went to the hospital with her, a small hospital in the town, and I didn’t need to register. I went directly to the doctor’s office. Unfortunately, Dr. Wu was not there that day. We waited for a long time, but we didn’t wait for him to come back. The male doctor in the coat came up to get the blood pressure monitor, saw us waiting, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"We came to find Dr. Wu, may I ask why Dr. Wu hasn't come to work yet?"

"Oh, unfortunately, Dr. Wu has changed shifts today and is not on duty. Come on, give me the medical records and let me have a look." The doctor was very friendly, enthusiastic, and serious, flipping through the pages one by one.While watching, she muttered to herself: Ye Xiulian, thyroid enlargement, routine blood test, low white blood cells...

"Hey, who is Ye Xiulian?" The doctor turned to the blank page of the medical record and looked at us suspiciously.

"Her, my mother," I said.

"In this way, you have an enlarged thyroid gland. I see that your medical records only have ordinary blood tests, which is not enough. You also need to do three tests for thyroid function. Only when you get the results of the tests can the doctor prescribe the right medicine. "The doctor looked at the mother.

"What are the three items of Jiagong? Dr. Wu didn't ask me to do this." It was my mother's turn to be suspicious.

"We have limited equipment here, so we can't do it. You'd better go to the city, to the people's hospital in the city, where you can do it. You go to the endocrinology department and tell the doctor to test T3, T4, and they will know. Hurry up, don't delay." The doctor returned the medical records to us, held his sphygmomanometer in his left hand, and walked away. "Why didn't Dr. Wu ask for it?" My mother looked at me and murmured.

"Maybe that's an intern doctor. When you and your brother come back, I reminded you to watch it directly in the city. You guys are delaying it now..."

"Then what should we do now? It's too late to go now."

"It's not too late, catch the afternoon shift." I said.

"It must be very late when I come back. I won't have a car to go back to the countryside, and I won't even have a three-wheeled motorcycle." My mother emphasized.

"Let's talk about it when the time comes. I'll find a two-wheeled motorcycle for passengers by then. I'm sure there will be one."

"It's very expensive. It costs more than ten yuan. If it's dark, it costs more than 20 yuan."

I stopped making a sound, went downstairs, walked all the way, towards the station, my mother followed, holding in her right hand a floral handbag that Zhao Xin sewed for her in the garment factory, shaking her hands and shrugging her shoulders towering.When I looked back occasionally, my mother's face was sallow, her hair was dry, her cheekbones were protruding, her skin and flesh were knotted, and her eyes looked cloudy and dull.

In the car, my mother vomited and vomited, and my heart tightened, but I could only watch, watching my mother's face turn from sallow to livid.

In the Department of Endocrinology in the city hospital, we were on the number of Dr. Luo, and soon it was my mother's turn. The doctor took her pulse and blood pressure, stood up, touched her neck, asked about some clinical manifestations, and told her that blood was needed and that she had to It was blood collection on an empty stomach, but we had no choice but to go back home and go again the next day. After the blood sample was collected, the doctor said that we would get the results on Wednesday. We came back again and went again every two days. For the mother, This is a very tormenting thing. I see it in my eyes. If I am sick, I need to be treated. Because of motion sickness, I have to buy motion sickness medicine.

I got the test sheet on Wednesday, and the test results of T3 and T4 greatly exceeded the reference value. Dr. Luo shook his head: "You have been in your town for so long, and the doctor didn't ask you to do a detailed examination?"

My mother recounted the process of seeing a doctor in the town. The doctor wrote the prescription on the paper and listened to it without speaking. After writing it, he asked us to pay the payment and get the medicine.

"Doctor, according to the test results, is my mother's illness very serious?" My mother walked out the door, and I asked the doctor.

"It's quite serious. Seeing that her physical fitness is very poor, she should pay attention to supplementing nutrition."

"What is the best and fastest way to treat her in her current condition?" I asked again.

"There is no best way. He is not suitable for surgery, and there is no fastest way. Cooperate with the doctor, take medicine on time, pay attention to rest, and don't work too hard. There should be no big problem." The doctor inserted the signature pen in his hand into the pen holder.

"How long will it take to heal at the earliest?"

"It's hard to say. It also depends on the patient's own physical fitness. A combination of many aspects, the fastest three to two years, the slowest six or seven years, it's hard to say for sure, but you have to be patient. Alright, go get the medicine first Alright." The doctor raised his hand and began to call the next patient's name.

After taking the medicine, I came to Dr. Luo's clinic again. Seeing that there were no patients, I went in and talked with him about some precautions for patients with hyperthyroidism. Dr. Luo answered carefully. On the way home, I carefully told my mother.

"In this way, we will go out every two days, will we still have to farm this year?" We got home, and that night, during dinner, my father had an opinion.

"Do what you can. My mother is not in good health. She needs to see a doctor. The doctor told her to prevent fatigue. Look at how thin she looks now. She is pale and emaciated."

"Rural people are like this. They work every day. How can they be like officials outside, with thin skin and tender meat, and a big belly? We are not the same. Look at the people in the village. There are several people. The old man said that they can He can eat and cook, but he is not as good as your mother, and he eats several big bowls for every meal." I didn't really believe that my father would say this about his wife, but I really heard it.

"People say that being able to eat is a blessing, but my mother's ability to eat is a disease. It is because she has this disease that she becomes very able to eat. She eats whatever she eats, passes through the intestines, and does not absorb it. You don't understand these things. We I don’t understand.” I held back my temper, and my father stopped talking.

I stayed at home for a week, and went to my elder sister's house, and my brother-in-law came to pick me up.Before leaving Dongguan, I talked with my father alone for a while. Although I didn't reach a complete consensus, I hope that my father will not be so mean to my mother or others.Of course, I know that my father's heart is kind, but he is not spacious enough, so many times, he himself does not know how hurtful what he just said is. This is a stupid person who can forgive but is not easy to get along with. (I apologize for such disobedient language in my writing).

"Maoya, you three brothers should get along well outside, work with peace of mind, don't worry about me, I will see a doctor myself." Mother sent her out of the village, approaching the body of the motorcycle, reluctant to leave.

"Remember to take your medicine on time. When you go to the doctor, call your elder brother-in-law. I have greeted my sister and brother-in-law. I will work hard for my brother-in-law in the future. Please ask him to pick you up and take you to the station in the town. I will send you off in the afternoon. Come back, this will not waste time, save some time, and people will be safe, so we can feel more at ease."

"Okay, I got it, you're doing well."

"Also, let's let the matter of brother and sister-in-law take its course. If you can't manage it, just ignore it. Feelings are such a thing, a twisted watermelon is not sweet."

"I don't care about it anymore, I don't have the strength to care about it anymore, I'm just worried about Nian'er, a three-year-old kid, what a crime."

"What do they think about Nian'er?"

"When your brother got angry, he said, whatever you want, it doesn't matter to anyone, take her away if you want, stay if you don't, I mean keep her, your own flesh and blood, even if it's a little harder, a handful of shit Piss, I have been carrying it for the past few years, and I finally brought it to be able to speak well. If you bring it to your sister-in-law, don't say that it is a drag on others. We have seen many such examples, when the time comes, we will be separated from each other, we will not be able to hear or see, thinking of this, my heart is trembling." The mother's tears could not stop falling down again, gushing out of her eyelids and across her face , slapped it on the front, Nian'er stretched out her pink and smooth little hand, reached over, and wiped it indiscriminately.

"What does sister-in-law mean?"

"Your sister-in-law is fine. She just said that Nian'er is 1 rest assured that she stays by my side. What I am worried about now is that I am so brave to keep Nian'er. I need to raise her. It is not just a day or two, it needs money. You also know about my body, you are responsible for most of the family's expenses in the past two years, and you will have to start a family by then."

"How much a child can eat." I comforted.

"When will she go to school? Elementary school, middle school, high school, she has to be capable, and she has to go to university."

"Let's talk about it at that time. There will always be a solution. The most important thing for you now is to cooperate with the doctor to cure the disease. This is a big deal. The rest should be done step by step. Don't think too much, and don't think too badly. , whether the matter of brother and sister-in-law will turn around, we still can't say for sure, right?"

I took Nian'er from my mother's arms, hugged her, stroked her soft hair, squeezed her lovely round face, and returned it to my mother.When Brother Chen Hui came over, he lifted the straps of his backpack, stepped on the motorcycle, and waved goodbye to them. The home was behind and the road was ahead.Gradually, the home becomes more and more blurred; the road becomes longer and longer.