In less than 40 days, I was sick three times in a row, and my mother's body made me feel a sense of crisis, so I wanted to take care of her more and more.
This illness was caused by eating a broken meatball that had been left for a few days, in my mother's words, I didn't feel it bad when I ate it, but in terms of time, it must have been broken.
That day, I vomited once, and I was so worried and scared that I stayed by my side, holding the basin in one hand and gently beating my mother's back with the other, distressed and helpless.
For an 83-year-old man, such a toss must be difficult to bear. For the next 4 days, I lived in a state of worry and fear around the clock, watching my mother sleep in a daze for a long time, worrying about not wanting to eat, and worrying about ...... even when she didn't have a urine or urinateIt is no exaggeration to say that you can't eat or sleep. Thankfully, on the fourth day, my mother looked much better. Seeing that my mother's spirit had finally gotten better, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But this breath did not last long, my mother found the leftovers that had been left for the day to eat, and my stop made my mother very annoyed, and shouted in a loud voice: You don't have to worry about me, it's not bad, I want to eat.
I reminded, Mom, when you first ate the balls, you didn't feel that it was bad, but in fact it spoiled ......Before I could finish my words, my mother reprimanded ...... even more annoyanceIn addition to the grievances or grievances in my heart, every time she eats a little something, I am afraid that after she vomits wildly, her spleen and stomach will be weak and unable to digest, and I will consult the doctor before deciding what to eat for her, and I hope she will recover as soon as possible.
In addition to seeking medical advice, I am not afraid that everyone will laugh at me for being superstitious, so I call ** everywhere and ask for help from the goddess. Walking and standing, even if I was confused, my mouth kept muttering, begging all the gods to bless my mother's illness as soon as possible, and my body was hard and ......The anxiety and helplessness in my heart turned into sincere prayers, and trying to do what I could seemed to have become my spiritual sustenance.
Suddenly I felt a feeling of being let down, a deep powerless ......Looking at my mother's stubborn insistence on eating that old dish, that unquestionable expression and disgust for interfering with me really made me anxious, angry and aggrieved.
From the perspective of a bystander, it can be condemned, and the elderly should be treated with more patience, like children. In fact, this happened to a child, and I have long lost patience and will definitely reprimand, but I can't treat the elderly.
Some people may question, why not throw out what you think is bad? I tried, threw away the moldy and hairy things, and was reprimanded for a long time, but the old man still picked it up, saying that he was going to feed the dogs. Speaking of which, I deeply sympathize with dogs, but I am also helpless.
In the end, I expressed my anger and helplessness with silence, and I didn't have the heart to eat, silently wiping the table and the cabinet ......
In the end, my mother didn't eat that little bit of leftovers, but she sighed with a sigh in her mouth: When people are old, they can't do anything by themselves, and when they are old, they can't do anything right......
Although I tried my best to make my mother happy and healthy, in the end, I still couldn't be the ...... of that filial daughter