Chapter 8

8。 Taking care of

we talked about Meng Qingqing's mother again. Knowing that Meng Qingqing was born without a mother, her father is now like this again. Everyone knows the consequences of the disease, so they are silent. The atmosphere is a bit oppressive, looking at Meng Qingqing's eyes is also full of pity. Later, we talked about other things, and then we turned to other places.

After talking for a while, it was six o'clock. It's time for doctors to make rounds.

Meng Zijun's attending doctor, whose surname is Ling, is a middle-aged man in his forties. He had a check-up and said that Mencius had just had dialysis two days ago, and now the situation is basically stable.

Meng Qingqing said to Dr. Ling: "Dr. Ling, I am the only relative of my father now. I would like to ask you alone to understand the situation of my father."

Dr. Ling looked at Meng Qingqing, although he was young, but he spoke and looked calm. He thought that a child suffering from family hardships is early. He looked at his watch and said, "yes, but now I have to check my room. There is something else later. You come to my office at 10:30, and I may be free at that time."

Meng Qingqing nodded, "that doctor Ling, I will go to your office to look for you at 10:30."

After the ward round doctor left, the wife of bed 8 said to Meng Qingqing, "go! Go and buy breakfast, little girl

Meng Zijun took out a handful of change from his body, "Qingqing, you and your aunt will go to the canteen to get familiar with the road, and then you will know how to go after dinner. I used to trouble my aunt to help me with my meals. You don't have to trouble her when you are here these days. "

Meng Qingqing took the money from his father and said to his wife in bed 8: "Auntie, I really thank you for helping my father. Let's go

Aunt Meng Qingqing solicited to go out together, "more sensible children, really lovely."

To the canteen, Meng Qingqing saw that there were noodles, rice noodles, steamed bread, steamed buns and congee. Meng Qingqing knew that his father liked noodles, so he planned to make noodles for his father. However, her aunt told her that nephrotic patients should pay attention to light diet, and should not eat greasy and difficult to digest food. Therefore, it is better to have a little light porridge earlier.

So Meng Qingqing made a large bowl of porridge and three steamed buns. She knew that her father didn't like sweet food, so she didn't add sugar. She bought shredded mustard yesterday, and the pickled vegetable congee and steamed bread are the most refreshing.

Back in the ward, Meng Qingqing divided the porridge into two parts. She and her father ate half of the porridge. Meng Qingqing took out the shredded mustard and poured some into his father's bowl and some in his own bowl. His father had a big appetite and drank all the porridge in one breath.

Meng Qingqing said, "Dad, is porridge enough? If not, I'll call again

Mencius Jun waved his hand, "no, today's porridge is the most drunk, and only half of today's was eaten before."

Next to the aunt said with a smile: "the girl hit porridge, the taste is good, drink more than usual."

Meng Zijun wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "my daughter knows that I like to eat with pickles, so she specially bought some pickles to bring. Today's porridge suits my appetite, so I ate more."

Meng Qingqing handed his father a steamed bread, "Dad, eat another steamed bread, with shredded mustard, very delicious."

Mencius Jun shook his head, "Dad can't eat. Eat it

When dad was in good health, he could eat four steamed buns at a time. But now, he is full of porridge. No wonder he is so thin. He can't eat anything. How can he not be thin!

Soon after breakfast, a nurse came in and began to take some drops. But there was no infusion in bed 8. Because he is going to dialysis today, the people who need dialysis are all people with serious renal failure. Each dialysis only lasts for a few days. Moreover, the four hours of each dialysis is a very difficult process, and there will be many complications, such as hypertension, anemia, heart disease, etc., so there are often complications in the process of dialysis. Dialysis is not the best treatment. It can only sustain life for a while. And every dialysis, are more than 2000 yuan, early dialysis, dialysis once a month, late, once a week. Or once a few days.

At 10:30, Meng Zijun's drip was not finished, and the next door bed 8 went to dialysis. Meng Qingqing said to his son in bed 7: "uncle, please pay attention to my father's little things for me. I'll go to the attending doctor to find out about my father

Seven bed son nodded: "go! I'll watch for you. "

Meng Qingqing said thanks and walked out of the ward. Seven beds in the back said, "Alas! You are a very sensible girl. At a young age, your father got this disease again... "

Meng Qingqing arrived at the door of the doctor's office, and doctor Ling came from the corridor with some information.

Meng Qingqing called out, "doctor Ling!"

Doctor Ling was stunned. Meng Qingqing knew that he might have forgotten her and reminded him, "doctor Ling, I am Meng Zijun's daughter. I come here to ask about my father's situation."

Dr. Ling stroked his forehead and thought, "Oh! Yes, in the morning rounds, you said, "OK, come in!" Dr. Ling opened the door of the office.

Dr. Ling put the information on his hand into the bookcase and sat down at his desk. He pointed to the chair opposite him and said to Meng Qingqing, "sit down!"Meng Qingqing sat opposite Dr. Ling.

Ling found out the medical records of Meng Zijun, "your father's name is Mencius Jun, and he is 33 years old this year."

Meng Qingqing nodded, "yes!"

"It's a pity to be so young!" Ling couldn't help but whisper.

"Your father was taken care of by your uncle before. Now you come. What about other adults in your family? And your mother? "

"My mother died, and only my grandmother and I were family members. My grandmother was old and illiterate. She was so old in the hospital that she couldn't find anywhere. So she couldn't come to take care of my father. Although I was young, I could take care of my father." Meng Qingqing held back her tears. She couldn't cry all the time. She was very young, and she would cry every day. How could anyone believe that she could make decisions for her father.

Hearing this, Dr. Ling showed a sympathetic look and his voice was soft. "So you are his only immediate family member. How old are you now?"

"Twelve years old!"

"Well! Although you are young, your father has no other relatives, so I can only tell you about him. "

"Doctor Ling, you can tell me all about my father's real situation. I can hold on and make decisions for my father."

Dr. Ling took a sympathetic look at Meng Qingqing. He had seen all kinds of patients' families in the hospital, but he had never met such a tragic situation. Such a big child, without his mother, was also facing the possibility of losing his father at any time. Other children of the same age were still playing coquetry in their parents' arms! She had to bear such a heavy burden.

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