Some time ago, the family encountered a lot of turmoil. My dad suddenly became unwell, and our whole family was in a state of tension and worry. After all, he is very old and has suffered a stroke, and the slightest change in his condition may turn into a serious illness. Fortunately, there is a husband who is a doctor at home, and the family has a complete range of medicines, which provides timely help for my father's treatment.
After my dad had a fever, I quickly gave him ibuprofen and then gave him an infusion and used a better medicine. Under his careful **, my father's condition gradually improved, and the stone in my heart finally landed. I thought I could spend the New Year with peace of mind, but yesterday, a new situation reappeared.
At noon, my father suddenly vomited while lying on the bed, and the sheets, pillows, and ** were all dirty. While I was busy cleaning up, I suddenly noticed that my father's breathing became unusually short, and the wheezing sound was very obvious. I didn't have time to care about the tidiness of the bed, so I hurriedly dialed my husband's ** for help. But my husband is on duty and can't rush back for a while, and the situation in front of him is very urgent. In desperation, I had to dial 120 and take my father to the hospital for treatment.
However, at this time, hospitals are overcrowded and beds are hard to find. With the help of my husband, I reluctantly secured a bed for my father in the ICU of this hospital. When the 120 ambulance arrived, my father was put on a drip and inhaled oxygen. But we were in trouble when it came to lifting him from the upper floors to the ambulance. As the only daughter in the family, I feel powerless in the face of such an unexpected situation. Despite our best efforts, Dabao and I were still unable to lift my father to the medical wheelchair steadily. In the end, with the help of 120 doctors, we barely completed this task.
After arriving at the hospital, my husband couldn't get out because of his busy work, and all the hospitalization procedures, payment fees, and purchase of items needed by patients fell on my shoulders alone. Fortunately, after my dad entered the ICU, I didn't have to worry too much. After everything was settled, it was seven o'clock in the evening. I hastily bought a carton of milk for dinner and hurried to the waiting area for the family. Faced with my father's precarious condition, I seemed to be unable to do anything but wait anxiously. This kind of feeling can only be experienced by those who have experienced it.
I heard that the cost of ICU is as high as more than 10,000 yuan per day, which is undoubtedly a huge expense for me. Although I still have some savings at home, I am still worried about not having enough money. Dad's pension money had been lent out many years ago, and it should be recovered now. So I called Zhang Xiaoli **, and as soon as he mentioned the account, he began to complain. said that he had just finished the wedding for his younger son, and the eldest son's family had added a new ding, and he was short of money and couldn't come up with the money. When I heard that my dad was in the ICU, there was even a hint of schadenfreude in his tone. I couldn't hold back the anger in my heart anymore and scolded him a few words.
I recall that more than 20 years ago, Zhang Xiaoli's youngest son was seriously ill and came to my house after borrowing money everywhere to no avail. Although his father knew that his family was in difficulty, he still couldn't bear to watch the children wait for death, so he lent them 30,000 yuan. Now, Zhang Xiaoli has become this scoundrel, which is chilling.
I called Yang Liang again, and when it came to repaying the money, he was more straightforward than me. said that the loan was from a loan shark, and next year's interest would have been given to my dad a long time ago. In the face of this scoundrel, I was full of grievances, but for the sake of my father's medical expenses, I had to beg him in a low voice. I didn't expect him to be so ruthless and completely disregarded the friendship back then.
Looking at my dad on the hospital bed, I had mixed feelings in my heart. He was worried about his illness and was anxious to raise money for his medical expenses. Family affection seems so fragile in these trivial matters, I can't help but wonder if we are too dependent on money and neglect the importance of family affection.
Fortunately, my father's condition is gradually stabilizing, and I hope he can be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible. As for these bad things, maybe it's best not to tell him. After going through so many ups and downs, I cherish the time I spend with my family even more, and I understand that money is important, but family affection is a priceless wealth.