Witness the filial son's prose

As the saying goes, there is no dutiful son before a long bed. In June this year, when I was with my mother in the hospital, I witnessed what a dutiful son did, which made me very moved and admired.

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My mother is unwell and has been admitted to the county hospital. Because my brothers and sisters are married and have children, I didn't let them spend the night at my house. I am alone in the hospital with my mother. My mother always trusted me and loved me the most. My mother usually calls me first if she has something to do, and then I will inform my eldest brother, second brother and elder sister.

Three days before hospitalization, we lived alone in a ward. On the fourth day, two new patients were added, and the benefits and quietness of the previous single room disappeared instantly. First, I stayed at an old lady's house in the morning, accompanied by a large family, and finally left only the old lady's daughter to accompany me. To tell the truth, the old lady's daughter can't serve people without me. First of all, as a nurse, she can't stay away from patients. But she wanted to lie in another bed, and the intravenous drip patient did it unconsciously. As a daughter, forget it if you don't understand. She also complained loudly that the patient's hands were messy. Maybe Niangs usually talk like this, and the old lady doesn't care about her daughter's tone. However, the old lady who moved in in the afternoon was thin, and the old man was pushed in in a wheelchair, with his head down and his eyes glazed over, looking helplessly ahead. She was pushed by a tall, smiling young man, followed by his wife and two ten-year-old sons. Although his wife has a sad face, she is gentle and quiet. The two sons are young and ignorant. As soon as they entered the ward door, they quarreled. Their mother glared at them and said, "This is a hospital. It needs to be quiet." Although the voice is not big, it is full of majesty, which makes the two naughty boys keep silent and dare not speak again.

The tall young man put quilts, mattresses and other necessities on the bed and tidied them up. Then he lowered his head and smiled and said to the old man in the wheelchair, "Mom, the bed is ready. Come, I'll carry you to bed. "

The old man did not speak or move, and let the young people get up by themselves. His wife folded the wheelchair and put it by the wall. The young man laid his mother gently on the bed, straightened her head and smoothed her hair. Only then did we know that the young man's mother was an old man, paralyzed and unable to even speak.

"Well, don't be nervous. I'll take the medicine for a while, so I won't feel bad. Bear with it for a while. " The young man comforted.

The young man's mother fixed her eyes on her son's face and muttered something, but she couldn't hear clearly. Her body is bent, and she still looks like a wheelchair. The young man patted his mother's curled knee with his hand: "Don't be nervous, your legs can relax. I'll bend down and cover you with a quilt first, and the doctor will come at once. "

While speaking, the attending doctor and nurse came over. After the initial diagnosis, they decided to give the elderly an enema first, so that the elderly could take off their lower body clothes first to facilitate treatment. With the help of the nurse, the young man quickly took off his trousers for the old man and prepared what he needed. The young man's wife is busy paying for the medicine first. Medical staff are busy and orderly doing enema and catheterization for the elderly. The old lady's eyes never left her son until the last transfusion. The expressions of dependence and fear left a deep impression on me.

When the boy's mother settled everything, we asked each other, only to know that the boy's mother had been paralyzed for more than eight years and suffered from neuromuscular dystonia. My father died before my mother was paralyzed. My son has been taking care of my mother for eight years. The boy's only twin sister has also been married, and besides, serving his mother can't keep his sister at home all the time. After all, her sister has a family and children, so it is inconvenient to run back and forth. Until today, eight years has also formed a habit, so his mother's every move, as a son, he already got the message.

"Mom, I should take medicine. After taking the medicine, I'll close my eyes and have a rest, okay? It's tiring to keep staring at me like this. Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere, I've been watching you! " The young man said with a smile. I saw him holding a pill to the old lady's mouth, but the old lady didn't speak. "Open your mouth, take medicine and be obedient." No matter how the young man begged, the old lady just kept silent and kept looking at her son. The young man smiled, looked up at me and said, "My mother is playing with me. Hehe. "

"You have a good temper. As a daughter, I am not as careful and patient as you. I will learn more from you in the future, and be coaxed, used, careful and patient with the old people ... "I said with a smile.

The young man also smiled and said, "I'm used to it. My mother raised me. Being a parent is not easy. Being good to the elderly is what the younger generation should do. " I didn't understand all this until I became a father. When the child was just half-dead, his mother suddenly became paralyzed, and his wife was anxious to take care of her two sons alone, not to mention a paralyzed mother, which was beyond her care. So I gave up my career and took care of my family and mother at home. After all, men have the strength to carry their mothers to bed and pick them up. Thanks to my wife in recent years, I have shouldered the burden of life without regrets, so that I won't have too much mental stress. "Just then, his wife just pushed open the ward door and came in.

"It's better to come early than to come opportunely. Speak of the devil, your husband is praising you. " I laughed and joked.

"Praise what I'm doing. The family is counting on him. If it weren't for him, I couldn't handle it at all. " The young man's wife smiled and said. "All the programs have been completed. Now I will send my two children to the martial arts school and go directly to work. Call me if you need anything. " The young man sighed. His wife carefully examined the infusion tube in front of the hospital bed and tucked a corner of the quilt, which led the two children to leave safely.

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In fact, it's no big deal for the escort. Just watch the infusion drip empty and bring snacks, and you will have nothing to say and do nothing for one night.

I slept at my mother's feet, and it was difficult to fall asleep at first, but fortunately I had a mobile phone to pass the time, but I didn't know when I really fell asleep. I was awakened by the footsteps outside before the dawn shone into the ward. When I woke up, I suddenly remembered the young man, so I turned my head and looked at the next bed. I saw the young man still awake at the bedside, and the thin old lady slept soundly. The mother and daughter who shared a bed also slept soundly.

I moved my stiff body slightly, but I woke up my mother. She whispered to me, "Girl, it's dawn, so fast." Although the voice was low, it woke the young man. The young man raised his head, rubbed his stiff neck and had a big stretch. We greeted each other with a smile.

I washed my face with my mother and simply cleaned up the messy sheets on the bed. He said to the young man and woman who accompanied him in another hospital bed, "We are going to have breakfast. I will bring you anything you need. "

"No, no, I'll go out to eat. Never mind, thank you. " The young man said.

"I'll find someone to come over for dinner in a minute, don't worry, thank you." On the other bed, the accompanying daughter said.

When we came back from breakfast and entered the ward door, we didn't see the young man. I sat by the bed and glanced at the young man's mother. The old lady is awake, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, and looks absent-minded and pitiful. After a while, I saw the young man come back with a breakfast and some steamed buns. After exchanging pleasantries with our mother and daughter, we began to wash the old lady's face and comb her hair carefully. Then I moved a low stool and sat by the bed, ready to feed the old lady.

The old lady who slept all night is in a bad mood. She just refused to open her mouth to eat, leaving her son's spoon in her mouth and waiting beside her. "Mom, can we open our mouths and eat some rice? Otherwise, why don't you eat a steamed stuffed bun and open your mouth ... if you don't eat, I'll throw it away. " Seeing his mother still kept silent, the young man threw the steamed stuffed bun into the trash can.

"Don't eat steamed stuffed bun, let's have some porridge. If you don't drink, I'll throw it. " Although I still have a smile on my face, there is a trace of sternness and persecution in my words. When the old lady saw that the young man was really bad, she threw away the steamed stuffed bun and muttered. Seeing my mother and I looking at him suspiciously, the young man explained to us, "He is scolding me. She was upset that I ruined the food. If I don't do this, she will continue to make trouble. She didn't eat last night, nor did she eat this morning. It is not enough to throw a few bottles of liquid water. "

"So that's it. Good intentions are good, but a little cruel ... "I said with a smile.

Needless to say, the old lady really opened her mouth to eat after her son made such a noise. However, I was so angry with my son that I shed tears. The young man picked up a towel to wipe his tears for his mother and apologized to his mother: "Mom, it's my son's fault that made you angry. My son wishes you a speedy recovery. Aren't you unwilling to come to the hospital? If you don't eat, you will get better gradually, and you have to stay in the hospital for a few more days. Okay, okay, we're not angry. Let's eat. Come on, keep opening your mouth. Hey, that's it, it's really good! " The young man feeds a spoonful, and the deep affection is passed between the young man and his mother.

My home is not far from the hospital. In order to let the young man have the spirit to take care of his mother, my mother and I decided to go home and rest after blood transfusion to make room for the young man to sleep at night. In the afternoon, thanks to the young people, we left the hospital.

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The next morning, I walked into the ward and saw the quilt on the bed folded neatly. The young man was busy feeding his mother water. The old lady's spirit is obviously much better than yesterday. I opened my mouth again and again and was fed into my mouth by my son with a small spoon. The water in the belly is not as much as the water flowing out of the corners of the mouth. The young man is afraid of wetting the sheets and clothes, so he quickly wipes his mouth with a towel around his neck. A series of quick movements showed the young man's patience and carefulness.

Near eleven o'clock noon, we are close to home and don't eat in the hospital. After blood transfusion, either eat in the street or go home to eat. After changing a bottle of liquid, the young man asked his mother for a meal and casually said three kinds of rice: noodles, jiaozi and wonton. As usual, he asked his mother what to eat, and stretched out his finger to answer. The young man helped raise his mother's hand and said, "Remember, one refers to noodles, the other refers to jiaozi, and the third refers to wonton." The old lady's hands don't listen to her at all. No matter how to guide her, she can't express herself clearly. She either sticks her head out or holds it all, but she can't stretch out a finger or two to answer.

My mother and I have been looking at the old lady's hand without blinking. Afraid that his mother was too nervous, the young man said helplessly, "well, I said so, too." Blink if you want to eat, and don't blink if you don't want to eat. Let's not be nervous, ok? "

The old lady's mouth purred for a while, although it took a lot of effort to finally know that she wanted to eat wonton. The young man explained to us: at home, my mother can directly choose what to eat with her fingers. The disease aggravated the tension of her neuromuscular canal, and her hands were out of control. Fortunately, her eyes can talk, alas. ...

The young man bought a wonton under the care of me and another bed attendant. After the young man tried the temperature, the old lady successfully ate a whole wonton, and there was still a feeling of wanting more. The young man looked at his mother, and joy made the smile on his face brighter.

My mother watched the young man feed so much and said happily, "Your mother ate a lot today! It seems that the body is not seriously ill. "

"Well, it's getting better every day." Looking into his mother's eyes, the young man smiled and replied, "You will be discharged from the hospital this afternoon, and we will have to endure for a few days."

"Take your time. You can't be anxious when you are sick. Speak quickly, too. When I first came, I felt that the days passed so slowly. Now I finally came out, hehe. " My mother replied.

Holding bananas sent by relatives, the young man fed a small piece to the greedy mother. But before long, the old lady began to cough, and the young man didn't care. He stroked his mother's chest and patted it gently. I have been saying encouraging words about trying hard and coughing hard. It was not until the mother who had been coughing was out of breath that the young man hurriedly called the nurse. In a flurry of phlegm, the young man's wife just came over from work and quickly stepped forward to help. Still comforting her mother-in-law.

After coughing up phlegm, the old lady cried for a while and then calmed down. The young man's wife complained that her husband shouldn't feed the sticky stuff, so she must remember it in the future. The young man smiled and agreed to take this opportunity to go out for lunch.

When the young man went out, my mother swore at his wife: "I haven't seen the young man in a hurry these days." He has a good temper. Why did you marry such a good husband? "

"He has a bad temper and can't do it. With such a family in court, his impatience has worn out. No way. " Seeing her mother-in-law staring at herself, she said to her mother-in-law, "Close your eyes and sleep for a while. Your son will come soon, ah. " The old lady closed her eyes obediently. We stopped talking. After the boy came over after dinner, his wife was busy with work and left the hospital.

After my mother lost blood, we went through the discharge formalities, bid farewell to the young man and the mother and daughter in the other bed, and left the hospital with the blessing of the young man and the mother and daughter in the other bed. From beginning to end, we never asked the young man what his name was and what he did, but we witnessed his filial piety. I am ashamed of his perfect image as a dutiful son. In contrast, although I am also a good girl in my mother's eyes, I feel that I have paid too little to my mother.

On the way home with my mother, the young man's voice and smile kept dangling in front of my eyes, and I thought a lot. Confucius said: filial piety, affection, residence, respect, support, happiness, illness, sorrow, mourning, sacrifice and strictness. Being taught all virtues and filial piety by elders from an early age is the first thing in life. After much experience, I understand that a dutiful son should not make his relatives feel indifferent, worried, afraid, depressed and unspeakable regret. And this young man has been wholeheartedly accompanying his mother for eight years, and the fatigue can be imagined. However, from another perspective, it is also great luck and happiness to stay with my mother for eight years.