In the winter in Beijing, the roads are cold and slippery, and no one helps me to stand firm. Even if the wind and snow are strong and I accidentally fall, I will crawl forward, because I will save my wife who shares happiness and suffering! I am a veteran, I am not afraid of suffering, nor am I afraid of tiredness, no matter how hard I can carry. I will not give up, I will not give up, wife you must be fine. If I can exchange my life for your health, I will live and die without regrets! The picture shows me standing in front of my wife's hospital bed.
My name is Wang Chunyi, a retired soldier who has served for 12 years, a member of the Communist Party of China, who originally served in a unit in Xuzhou City, Jiangsu Province, and retired from active service in December 2014. In the past 12 years since I joined the army, I have always been a good soldier in the eyes of the leader and a good comrade-in-arms in the eyes of the soldiers, and I have successively gone through the squad leader and the acting platoon leader, participated in the flood fight and disaster relief, and won the third class meritorious service once, and have been rated as an excellent communist party member, an excellent detachment leader, an excellent soldier, and a red flag car driver many times. The picture shows my various honorary certificates.
My wife, Yin Jiaoli, is a volunteer in our county, often helping the people in need, but today she herself has become a person in need. Time back to the beginning of August 2020, when my wife happily told me she was pregnant. I was very happy to hear that my son is 9 years old and I am eager to have another child. On the very day I was stealing pleasure, my wife suddenly bled. At that time, I panicked and rushed to accompany her to the hospital for examination, and the result was an ectopic pregnancy. After the abortion operation at the county people's hospital, the wife went to work without a few days of rest, but unexpectedly, this became the beginning of the nightmare. If you would like to help this family, please contact the author.
Within a few days of work, my wife had a fever. The wife did not pay much attention at that time, and while going to work, she took time to go to the local small clinic for a few days of fluids. I thought it would be okay, who knows after a few days, her neck began to hurt, went to our county people's hospital for CT examination, and did not find any problems. I thought it would be good in a few days, but it backfired, and my wife not only did not improve her neck pain, but her head also began to faint, and she also appeared to be weak, her lips were white, and she had to rest after taking a few steps. One day my wife suddenly fainted, her eyes were sluggish, and she rested for a while before she came back. It frightened me at the time to understand the seriousness of the matter.
August 17, 2020, a day that I will never forget in my life, a bone piercing diagnosis report ruthlessly shattered my last illusion that my wife was diagnosed with acute lymphobyosaleemia. Knowing this result, our husband and wife cried with headaches and felt that the end of the world had arrived! I'm not reconciled! I'm really unwilling! After my wife fell ill, I washed my face with tears every day, didn't sleep all day, and thought about how to cure the disease all night. Kung Fu pays off, and after inquiring from many sources, we began the road to the north to resist whiteness.
Although the road to medical treatment is extremely difficult, as long as I can cure my wife's illness, I can go and ask for food. As a soldier, I have always believed in many life mottos: don't give up, don't give up. Even if the whole world abandons her, I will insist. Because husband and wife only have this life, not the next life. One day husband and wife hundred days, I will not give up on anything!
The wife has completed two chemotherapy treatments, 1 CART (kati) immunotherapy, follow-up anti-rejection, anti-infection. "Transplantation is valuable, exclusion is priceless", every level is thrilling, every day is careful, like walking on thin ice. The disease needs at least hundreds of thousands from treatment to transplantation to anti-rejection therapy. This is a difficulty for ordinary families, and we can only go in and out, and it is even more difficult.
My family was not rich, my mother died early due to illness in 1997, and my father suffered from pancreatic cancer in 2018, spending more than 300,000 yuan on treatment fees, but still did not keep my father. The Son wants to raise and does not wait. In the past, I didn't have time to accompany my father as a soldier, but now I can accompany my father, and my father is gone. I had not yet recovered from the grief of my father's departure, and my wife had leukemia again. It can only be said that the fate is too bad, and all that remains is to borrow money and raise money everywhere.
As the saying goes, "a child with a mother is like a treasure, and a child without a mother is like a grass." During the time of treatment in the hospital, every time the video came home, the son always asked: "Mom, when will you come back?" Dad, you are responsible for helping your mother to cure the disease, and I am responsible for learning well. My wife cried and said, "If my son grows up and has a family now, I can also be a little more relaxed." But I am still young, my son is still in his infancy, I want to accompany him to grow up, I want to witness every important stage in his life, I want to support him to become a talent, I have a lot of things to do, I don't want to die yet! ”
On January 19, 2021, my wife successfully left the transplant warehouse. Although I owe more than 600,000 yuan in debt, looking at the long-lost smile on my wife's face, the pressure in my heart is much less. However, on November 18, 2021, the wife "relapsed outside the marrow". Oh, my God! I suddenly felt hopeless in life and washed my face with tears. After two days of not eating or drinking, I told myself: I can't do this, if I don't insist on it, what will my wife do. I had no way out, no choice but to continue treatment with my wife.
In order to raise money for his wife to see a doctor, the sensible son collects the drink bottles and mineral water bottles that his classmates have drunk every day at school, and picks up the water bottles thrown away by others on the way to school to sell. Whenever someone asked him what he was saving money for, he would reply: "My mother is sick, my family has borrowed a lot of money, I pick up more bottles to sell to my mother for medical treatment, so that my mother can come home earlier." My son is silently cheering for his mother in his own way, how can I give up! But I already owe so much foreign debt, where to borrow the cost of the second transplant, and who will lend it to me? Where is the road ahead... If you would like to help this family, please contact the author.