On the first day of the Chinese New Year, at nine o'clock in the evening, on the way to the hospital, he was on the car, the scarf was tightly wrapped, the hat was still worn, and although there was a warm wind in the car, he should feel cold at the moment. Worried about covering it so tightly, in case of sweating, getting out of the car will be blown by the wind and will catch a cold again, so I gently asked "Dad, do you want to take off the scarf for you, open the warm wind", he looked up slightly, while agreeing, while untying the scarf with his hands, but there was no intention of taking it off. "My neck hurts, so I'll put my neck on the back," he looked at me like a child asking for adult advice, so I touched his forehead with my hand, no sweat, still feverish.
Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was a little tense, I knew that if it were not unbearable, he would not agree to go to the hospital on the night of the New Year's Day, just at four o'clock in the afternoon, when I said to take him to the hospital, he also repeatedly said "What hospital to go to on the first day of the New Year, it's okay, take a few pieces of fever medicine is good", we can't help him, we can only pray for a quick fever reduction, but until more than eight o'clock in the evening, the fever medicine did not play any role, the body temperature rose to 38.8 degrees, at this time, my sister and I no longer consulted with him, but in a commanding tone" Go to the hospital immediately", my father may not have expected the high fever to go away, at this moment, he no longer expressed any opinion, but let our sisters take his ID card, dress him well, and drive to the hospital.
I looked at the man in front of me, who had grown old and weak in an instant, unable to say a word, and searched desperately in my mind for signs that he was getting older. Pick up and drop off the children on time every day, always appear at the school gate on time; last winter, because my mother has been taking care of my grandmother in Zhangdian, he is alone at home and on time when I leave work, in the morning I can always see the good meals on the table as soon as I enter the door, I have never paid any attention to his aging, and I have never even associated him with the 70-year-old, I think he will always be the omnipotent father in the memory, the excellent soldier of the Beijing garrison district motorcycle camp who has made many achievements in the army, He was Teacher Zuo who stood on the podium and took the students to the ocean of knowledge, his father who used to ride a motorcycle to and from 80 miles to pick me up and drop me off from work, and my father who could take care of me all night for several months at the General Hospital of Jinan Military Region more than thirty years ago... But at this moment, he was so weak that he had no strength to walk, and even his speech had to be intermittent, and he would not believe that he would be in such a situation because of a cold and cough for ten days.
Finally arrived at the hospital, helped him get off the car, the doctor's office on the second floor, although it is only a dozen steps, but he walked breathlessly, stopped a few times in the middle, to go to the doctor's office, he was already sweating, through the down jacket I can also feel a hot air coming out of the clothes. Help him sit down, help him take off his scarf, and then pull the down jacket zipper open, seeing him sweating and panting, I was in a trance again, is this my father who cooked for me a few days ago? At this moment, the light in the room is not too bright, but his white hair is so dazzling, I took a towel to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead, he reached out to take the towel but weakly gave up, I continued to wipe his sweat, until the breathing was stable, the doctor asked about the relevant situation, it was recommended to do an electrocardiogram and lung CT first. The doctor's words added to my uneasiness, with a nervous mood to help him to do the examination, once the tall and burly image in his mind is so helpless and weak at the moment, in the CT room he simply can not lie down on his own, the illness is like a mountain, it should be the true portrayal of his father at this moment. The moment I helped him to lie down slowly, I exited the CT room, and the time seemed to go back to more than thirty years ago, it was he who took me to the doctor, and it was I who lay on the bed. But now, he is so old that I can't believe it, when did he start to get old? When did he have full white hair? When did the waist start to get awkward? I didn't know all of this, and only at the moment when he fell ill did I find out that he was really old.
"Amitabha", while waiting for the result, meditated and prayed over and over again in his heart, praying that the heavens would bless his father with all the best. There was no problem with the ECG results, my sister and I breathed a sigh of relief, and when the CT got the results, we were told that it was a lung infection caused by a cold, which may be related to old age, although we have been taking medicine but the inflammation is still there, and we need infusion treatment.
This Spring Festival, intermittently took him to the hospital four times, in the end of the year even cold medicine is almost not eaten, this should be a groundbreaking thing, I took leave at home days, responsible for taking his temperature on time, regularly instructing him to drink water and take medicine, and even, my sister and I also inquired about the relevant diseases from the Internet, analyzed the causes, and judged the efficacy and condition of the drug according to changes in body temperature, cough times and sputum color changes.
On the seventh day of the first month of the first month, my father's condition improved significantly. Once, I never seemed to think about the topic of years, and I didn't seem to appreciate the cruelty of time passing like water, but at that moment, on the night of the first day of the New Year in 2022, I began to be afraid in an instant, afraid that the speed of my growth could not catch up with the speed of his aging, afraid that the years would make a person grow old in an instant in silence, afraid of the helplessness of the old man before the illness. Father is really old, never noticed his full white hair before, never noticed the wrinkles on his face like a gully, sixty years old, or seventy years old, for him, are not old, in his mind, there will never be the word age, some only "child" and "pay", he has been worrying about children all his life, never thinking about himself,
As children, we seem to have long been accustomed to the parents' efforts, and even invisibly take this payment for granted, work step by step every day, never take a few minutes to pay attention to the aging of our parents, and when enjoying the three meals that our elderly parents have prepared for us a day, we have never been ashamed and enjoyed safely, if there is no father who is sick this time, I am also enjoying this happiness of not being noticed as usual.
"Love down", this should be the model of love that each of us has become accustomed to, we are accustomed to focusing on the child, but ignoring the care of the parents, only when the parents fall ill regret that they did not care for the parents in time, but after the parents are cured, repeat the same mistakes. I only hope that everyone who is a child can have a little more time to care for our parents in addition to being busy, do not be deceived by their sentence "you are busy with yours, we are very good", do not wait until their parents are sick to feel their aging in an instant, and do not leave the regret of "children want to raise and do not wait".
From today, from this moment, we should wake up from the numbness of being loved all the time, take a little more time to accompany our parents, make them a meal, wash their feet, or help them take a walk, chat, and let them taste the taste of being loved. Caring for parents is nothing earth-shattering, it has always been daily fireworks, every word and deed, one porridge and one meal, nothing more.
One Point No. Silent night without thought