History My aunt was hospitalized, and I stayed in bed for half a month, because she was my most impo

Mondo Social Updated on 2024-02-01

My name is Li Xiaofang, I am forty-two years old, and I live in a small county seat. That day, I was busy cooking in the kitchen when the ** bell rang suddenly, and it was my cousin calling.

His anxious voice crossed the ** line: "Sister Xiaofang, auntie." She was sick and had to be rushed to the hospital. The kitchen knife in my hand fell to the ground with a "dang", and my heart panicked.

I have a very deep relationship with my aunt. She didn't have a family when she was young, and she has always taken care of us as a family.

I remember when I was a child, my parents were busy, and she taught me how to cook and accompany me in my homework. At that time, the family was poor, but my aunt could always conjure up all kinds of delicious food. To me, she is not just a relative, but more like a friend and a teacher.

I hurriedly put on my clothes and rushed out of the house. I prayed in my heart: "Auntie, you have to be strong, you can't be fine." "Along the way, my mind was full of bits and pieces of my aunt and me. When I arrived at the hospital, I saw my aunt lying on the hospital bed, and my tears almost didn't fall.

The doctor said she had diabetes complications and needed to be hospitalized**. I decided at that time that no matter how busy I was, I would stay in the hospital and accompany my aunt. Although I have a family and a job of my own, my aunt is too important to me. I remember when I was a child, she stayed alone in the hospital for a whole week to treat me.

I knew in my heart that this was the time for me to repay my aunt. She gave so much to our family that now it's my turn to take care of her. In this way, I began to live with the bed, and that half a month was a new experience and challenge for me.

During those days in the hospital, every day felt like learning a new lesson. I learned how to turn my aunt over, how to measure her blood sugar, and even how to adjust the dosage of medication as instructed by the doctor. Whenever I finish these things, I feel a sense of accomplishment and feel that I am not just taking care of my aunt, but also learning how to take better care of my family.

I remember one time, my aunt suddenly had chills all over her body because of a poor reaction to the infusion, and I hurriedly ran to call the doctor and **. Seeing the medical staff busily surrounding my aunt, my heart was pounding, and at that moment, I felt unprecedented panic and helplessness. Fortunately, my aunt quickly stabilized, and I was relieved.

Every little progress that my aunt has made slowly ** makes me feel gratified. For example, one day she can eat a few bites of food by herself, or sit up and watch TV for a while. These seemingly insignificant little things, in my opinion, are important milestones on the road of my aunt's **.

What touched me the most was that once when I was combing my aunt's hair, she suddenly held my hand tightly, and her eyes flashed with tears of gratitude: "Xiaofang, you have worked hard in the past half a month." You're like my own daughter. My heart was hot, tears almost fell, and my voice was choked: "Auntie, don't say that, what I can do is not enough." ”

During that half a month, I deeply experienced the selfless love and concern between my family. My aunt's words and tears are enough to make me feel the warmth of home and the power of family affection. I began to cherish the time I spent with my family even more, and I learned how precious and priceless family affection is.

As time passed, my aunt's physical condition gradually improved. When the day finally came to be discharged, our family was very happy. I helped my aunt pack her bags and prepare to leave the hospital. On the way out of the hospital, my aunt held my hand and kept thanking me. I smiled and said to her, "Auntie, don't say that, taking care of you is what I should do." After all, you are my most important relative. ”

At that moment, I deeply felt the power of family affection. My aunt has no place in my heart, and she is like my second mother, who has a deep influence on me. This experience made me more aware that no matter where I go, home will always be my most solid backing.

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