Counting it today, it has been more than three months since the surgery was performed in mid-May.

Apart from the one month of hospitalization for surgery, the simple recovery process has only taken two months.

In fact, there is not much pain during the operation, the real pain is the recovery period.

I can only say that this process is really painful!

My knee has not been bent for more than ten years. Not only is the ligaments and muscles around the knee strongly adhered, but the muscles in the entire leg are actually contracted. Even a little bend in the thigh makes the tendons in the thigh tense, even on one side. The **** is smaller than the other side.

Now the most painful thing for me is the patellar ligament under the knee. Not only is the pain excruciatingly painful when I break it, but it also hurts for a whole day after the break. Not to mention lifting my leg during this period, it hurts into the bone marrow even if I touch it a little.

The worst thing is that the next day was a little better, and I had to break it for another half an hour. At that time, the pain would be even stronger than the day before, and I couldn't take a day off until I couldn't take it anymore.

The doctor told me that this is the beginning, because every time I bend a little more, there will be other parts that hurt as much as here.

Half a month ago, I was finally in a passive state, lying on the bed and being smashed to nearly 80 degrees.

This is actually good news, although my active bend is still only forty degrees.

Now my problem is that the degree of active bending and passive bending is very different, and the doctor is right, as the degree of passive bending increases, the entire inner side of my knee also hurts. In the past half month, I belonged to the double times the pain.

But to be honest, although this pain is hard, it also represents hope for the future.

But before I look forward to the future, my bad luck seems to have begun again.

My mother has undergone chemotherapy five times. Although the process is more uncomfortable each time, she has finally controlled the further deterioration. It would be good if she can continue her life.

Now that my aunt has come to take care of her, I can go to the hospital with peace of mind to recover from suffering.

Originally, after the last chemotherapy was over next month, my mother started using domestically produced immune drugs. Six thousand a month is not cheap, but with the help of everyone and reading, I can last for a while.

But I didn't expect that my mother was not feeling well some time ago, so she kept silent and never went to the hospital.

This is an old problem. More than this time, I have been asking her to go to the hospital for a check-up over the past few years, because my grandmother died of cervical cancer, at the age of my mother.

So I've been worried for years, but my mother never listened to me, and she scolds me when she talks too much.

When I went back to change clothes half a month ago, I saw that she had a cough. At that time, I asked her to call the hospital. She insisted that she should take some medicine.

After I returned to the hospital, I asked her every day if she was feeling better, and she always told me that she was feeling better.

At that time, I didn't care. At that time, it happened to be raining for almost a week. Even the nurses had a lot of coughs. I felt a little uncomfortable when I woke up in the morning. I always thought it was because of the weather.

But when she went back on the weekend, not only did she speak in a wrong voice, but her cough became worse.

I asked her to go to Jinan in advance, so don't wait for the follow-up time.

But she still didn't go, so she dragged on until last week to go to Jinan for a follow-up consultation, which turned out to be a serious pneumonia. Now the treatment costs thousands of dollars a day, and she has to be hospitalized for at least a week.

The doctor was also speechless, and asked her why she didn't call if she wasn't feeling well?

This was originally a small cold, but it turned into pneumonia. Now not only chemotherapy can't be done, but also immune drugs can't be used. Pneumonia must be treated first.

When I knew these things in the hospital, I could only feel depressed in my heart. Don't say that I'm not by her side now, and she wouldn't tell me the truth even if I was by her side. This kind of stupid thing has been done more than once.

Now I'm in a critical period of recovery. After breaking my leg every day, it hurts so much that I can't lift my leg. I can't always go home to see her.

But now I have to go home. My mother and my aunt will stay in Jinan for at least half a month. During this time, the cats at home are not taken care of, so I have to go home every two days.

That's okay, the main reason is that I have a bad hunch right now.

My mother has a problem again, so does my dad have a problem too?

My dad has been living in a nursing home for the past few months. The environment in that place is very bad. Most of the people living there are elderly, and many of them are semi-self-care or unable to take care of themselves. As soon as they enter the corridor, there is an unpleasant smell of excrement and urine.

My dad's room is basically the same as my room in the hospital, with two small beds, two small desks, and two small broken wardrobes.

The nursing home not only has a bad environment, but also the food is not very good. There is very little meat, a lot of vegetables, and large pot of rice. The taste is naturally very ordinary.

My dad has been living here for more than two months, and he has lost a lot of weight. The last time I saw him, I could even feel a sense of death.

But there's no way. I'm in the rehabilitation hospital now, and my mother is like this again, she can't take care of him at all.

This stage is mainly because he can't bear it psychologically, because he is still like that, obviously he will get better with more exercise, but letting him take one more step will kill him!

During this time, I also saw many stroke patients in the rehabilitation hospital. Many of them were much more serious than my dad at the time. However, they persisted in recovery for two or three months, and they basically improved with the naked eye. Some of them even stood at the time. Unstable patients can now squat down and pick up props with the rehabilitationist.

But the problem is that my dad's brain is broken, he doesn't practice at all, and my mom and I can't accompany him to the rehabilitation hospital to watch him exercising.

As a result, he walks more steadily now than when he was first admitted to the nursing home. Talking to him is also incompatible. If he can't say a few words about one thing, he starts to talk incongruous.

However, the habit of lying is still the same. There is no Internet in the nursing home. I gave him a 200g data card, but he can use up so much data in less than half a month.

Every time I called him to tell him to stop looking at his phone and go out for a walk in the yard, he always said he just came back from the walk.

I know that if it goes on like this, he may not last long.

Why do many elderly people die soon after being sent to nursing homes? UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com Because people don't care if you exercise or not, and living in such a lifeless environment is prone to psychological and physical problems, so people It is easy to stick to the dead air, and every time the season changes, a large number of people will be taken away.

Now I only hope that my dad is still young and that he can survive this Spring Festival.

At that time, my recovery was complete, and if my mother could also stabilize temporarily, I would be able to take him home.

But can this hope come true?

I don't dare to report too much hope now, I can only take one step at a time, because many things are really determined by character!

A lot of times I think, if I go back to three years ago, can I stop all this?

Maybe, I can stop my mother's tragedy, but my father's tragedy still can't be stopped, because I have done my best to stop it, and it will be no different to do it again.

Sometimes I also wonder, what is my character flaw?

If I don't have hemophilia, can I get into a good university? Can I give myself and my family a great life?

The result is not necessarily true, because I also have a lot of character defects, but many of them are slowly recognized by myself due to illness and pain.

But what if there was no disease?

I may have suffered countless failures and blows in reality because of these character flaws!

However, I still hope to live a new life with a healthy body, even if I don't have the current memory, because that is a normal life.

At the very least, if I have a healthy body, I can take on the responsibilities of a child when my parents need to take care of me, instead of just sitting on a hospital bed, typing and sighing like I am now!