The days went by like this, I sent the children to and from school step by step every day, and then cooked the family's meals, and my father lived a life far and close to me according to his own pace and preferences. I thought I could live like this forever until my children finished college and my husband retired, until I was able to take my father back to live in a big house in Shunyi, but in June 2019, these originally step-by-step lives changed, and I was woken up by a sudden ** before 6 o'clock in the morning.
It was an unfamiliar mobile phone number, and I hung up instinctively**, but then this ** called in, and I had to answer this ** anyway: "There is an old man in your house who lives on the 12th floor, right?."He fell ...... on the first floorIt was a man's voice. Before he could finish speaking, I immediately put on my clothes and entered the elevator.
I saw a small man, wearing a black T-shirt, helping his father in the corridor of the elevator exit, with a painful expression on his face, one hand leaning against the wall, and the other arm supporting the shoulder of the black T-shirt. Listening to their account of my dad's fall, I began to think about the next series of things to do. Telling my dad to hold on a little longer, and letting the black t-shirt hold on, I turned around and got on the elevator.
Go back to your home first, take your schoolbag and mobile phone, tell your children to go to school by themselves today, bring your house keys, eat some bread and biscuits at home for breakfast, and don't be late. Then I went down to my father's floor, got my health insurance card, pushed my wheelchair on, and went down to the first floor. Slowly helped my father to the wheelchair, and the moment he sat down, he closed his eyes in pain. Following the black T-shirt to the basement to drive, his wife also arrived at this time, and the four of them got into his car and went straight to the nearest hospital from home. On the way, I called my sister ** and informed me of the situation. The woman in the black T-shirt said sorry all the way, blaming the black T-shirt for not looking at the dog, and I roughly understood what happened.
In the morning, my dad went downstairs with the garbage as usual, just out of the elevator door, met a black T-shirt with a dog ready to take the elevator home, they can always meet in the community, nodding to each other. His dog probably didn't want to go home that day, and was still thinking about playing outside, the black T-shirt had been pressed on the elevator, and one hand blocked the door to let the dog in. The dog that was walking slowly didn't know why he suddenly ran towards his father, but when he arrived at the elevator door, he turned a corner and entered the elevator, although he didn't touch his father, but the posture that rushed over just now made his father instinctively take a few steps back, and as a result, he sat on the ground with garlic at his feet. I looked at my dad's pained expression and whispered to him if that was the case. Dad nodded, and told me with a pen that the dog was lunging at him, and he took a few steps back. Because my father had a partial laryngectomy operation, his speech was not very clear, and he was used to expressing himself Xi with gestures.
Soon the car arrived at the entrance of the hospital, just got out of the car The mobile phone rang, it was the child who called to report that she was safe, she had arrived at the school, let me rest assured. Immediately after my sister rushed over, everyone worked together to help my father into a wheelchair. Emergency **, pat** examination, soon the results came out, the left thigh bone fracture, need surgery, arrange hospitalization. There was no bed in the ward for the time being, so a temporary bed was arranged in the corridor, a bed was made for my father, two mattresses were specially piled, and he was arranged to lie down. He motioned for me to bow his head and told me, "Daddy is out of luck." Then he frowned. Hurriedly comforted my dad that it was okay, everything was arranged by the doctor, although I was relieved that it was okay.
Since my father was in his 70s, he was hospitalized for laryngeal cancer, and he has never been hospitalized since, and his health has been very good. Even the last laryngeal cancer was detected very early, and there was just a little lesion, so it was detected and done** Surgery, did not carry out any chemotherapy and radiotherapy, before and after about 2 weeks in the hospital, after a period of time after discharge, I went to the house every day before work to apply medicine to my father's wound, mainly to heal as soon as possible, and then cooperate with the medication, regular check-ups, until two years later, the doctor said that there is no problem at all, no need to recheck, my father returned to a healthy body, although the voice is a little hoarse, but there is no other effect, plus he does not like to talk very much, so we do not feel any changes, he himself is completely able to accept。
This hospitalization is different from the last time, he is nearly 90 years old, and he still has to have an operation, worrying