That summer, I found her through my colleagues and agreed to meet at the gate of a hotel. I have known her recent situation on the phone, and my memory in my mind is fixed at what it was more than 20 years ago. My heart is full of yearning for more than 20 years, quietly waiting for her arrival.
After getting off the bus, another classmate helped her and walked slowly towards me. That's big sister, big sister is coming! I ran to hug her. Her thin body seems to be blown away by the wind at any time; Walking with rickets, knees erect, step by step. I flew over and held her hand, my fingers twisted like chicken feet, but my face really looked like a student. We were very happy, talking and laughing, and stayed up all night excited.
After the small party, the students were more anxious to get together and quickly set up the organizing Committee. Big sister and the organizing Committee of the reunion spent a lot of time and energy. They worked together and the students responded positively. 20 12 1 month, the whole class finally got together successfully, and the efforts made by elder sister for the reunion and classmates are obvious to all. With a sick body, she insisted on contacting every classmate in various ways, not letting any of them fall behind and bringing them together. Many hands make light work. Lead students to help everyone who needs help.
Classmate Liu Xiaoping was seriously ill when she graduated. He was paralyzed in bed for five years and his mother took care of him. Maybe god sympathizes with him. Three months after his mother died, he miraculously got out of bed to take care of himself, but that's all. I can't do farm work, and I have no job. My life depends on my neighbors and villagers to help me send some vegetables and rice. The source of income is the national minimum living allowance, and I can't make ends meet with my medical expenses for one month.
The students visited him many times and donated money and materials, all of which were organized by the elder sister again and again. I have food, clothes and things to use. Every time I bring them, my sister prepares them in many ways.
Liu Liming, a classmate, died of liver cancer more than a month before our party. The elder sister learned the news and organized her classmates to donate money for his daughter who had just been admitted to the university. And this girl's four-year college tuition and monthly living expenses have been taken care of by Liu Tongxue until she graduated from college last year.
Big sister is cheerful and optimistic, likes singing and making friends, treats people sincerely and has excellent popularity. She pulled me into the QQ group and recommended many friends to me. It may be that I have been at home for a long time due to illness, and my age has not left any trace on my face, so I have the reputation of "the Millennium old demon". Zhang Yuanyuan's baby face always has a warm smile; A pair of big eyes, as if you can see through people's hearts at a glance; Every time you say a word, the corners of your mouth are slightly upturned, and every word you spit out looks like a smile. Although she is ill herself, she always helps others.
She takes medicine every day to maintain her pain and is hospitalized every few months. Being hospitalized in the city is closer to me, so it is more convenient for me to see her. Even after work at eight o'clock in the evening, I can stay with her for a while.
After the Spring Festival on 20 15, the elder sister lived in the Second Affiliated Hospital of South China. When I went to visit her, she was ready for the operation, all her hair on the right side was shaved, and there was an egg-sized lump under her right jaw. With my intuition as a doctor, I have a bad feeling when I look at her, but both the doctor and the checklist have proved benign, so I won't say much. Prepare for the next day's operation. I rushed to the door of the operating room, and she had already come out of it. Because a blood test showed that the white blood cells exceeded the standard, she stopped the operation. My intuition tells me again that things are not good. The course of the disease has been bad, and it is getting worse. Transferred to several hospitals for multidisciplinary consultation. After two bone marrow punctures, it was finally diagnosed as "leukemia".
Although I have a hunch in my heart, I still don't want to accept the fact: "I am only fifty years old. How can you get leukemia? Her son is not married yet? "
Every other afternoon, I go to accompany her, and accompany her to do all kinds of tests, such as B-ultrasound, CT and MRI. Elder sister's mood is very complicated. She hopes to check clearly through various instruments, but she is afraid that every result will be verified as leukemia. She was very weak while waiting in line for the investigation, so I held her in my arms.
"Ning, you say, I really will get leukemia? Will they be misdiagnosed? " She was afraid and asked me gently.
"Elder sister, don't be afraid. We waited in line with peace of mind, waiting for inspection. When the test results come out, it is best to misdiagnose them. We have a false alarm; If it is leukemia, we also accept it. Don't worry, with the current medicine, there will always be a way! " The answer is already in my heart, but I still haven't told her directly, so that she can have a buffer acceptance process.
"Ning, you say, leukemia will die? How long will you live and die? "
"Leukemia can be treated in the early stage and survive for five to ten years. Several can survive longer through bone marrow transplantation. "
"How much is the bone marrow transplant? As you know, I haven't been to work for many years, and I spend tens of thousands of medical expenses every year. Your brother-in-law just got paid and our family has no savings. "
"Elder sister, don't be afraid. There will always be medical expenses for your treatment. I will find a way for you. "
Check day by day, one by one, so as not to miss a result. The results of various tests were diagnosed as leukemia.
I felt very heavy, unwilling to accept the result, hoping for a miracle, and decided to have a good talk with the doctor. I found the doctor.
"Hello, doctor, I am the family member of Ouyang Xiaolian in bed 14, and I want to ask you about her illness." I went to the doctor's office and asked her attending doctor.
"Ok, I'll tell you in detail." The doctor stood up, moved his chair aside and motioned for me to sit down.
"Please give me a piece of paper and a pen. I want to write these down. " I'm afraid I missed anything useful, I said to the doctor.
The doctor handed me a pen and paper, and then began to explain it in detail.
"Ouyang Xiaolian's disease is called' gastric mucosa-associated B lymphoma leukemia'. "
"She has a 5×2㎝ lymphocytoma in her stomach. The early five-year survival rate of this leukemia is 80%. She is also a lymphocytoma of the lower jaw. Bone marrow smear showed active cancer cells and infiltration of cancer cells in liver, lung and kidney. All lymph nodes and mesenteric lymph nodes in abdominal cavity were invaded by cancer cells. She is already in the latest late stage. "
The more I listen to it, the more uncomfortable it becomes. The more you listen, the colder you feel. I took out two bags of Tian Hexia from my bag and handed them to the doctor, holding the doctor's hand.
"Excuse me, is she still saved? Please find a way to save her. " I said urgently.
"Don't give me this cigarette, I don't smoke, also won't accept you. Why don't you charge her medical bills? The longer she lives, the more she needs medical expenses. It is our doctor's responsibility to solve the patient's pain. Anyway, we will do our best. I understand how you feel, but if you give me a cigarette, you will blacken the doctor's white coat. " The doctor looked at me sincerely and said, pushing the cigarette to me.
"In her case, I will now use rituximab to control the course of the disease. Two tablets a day is 21 thousand, and it is used together with cyclophosphamide. Five days is a course of treatment. Come back for chemotherapy for five days every twenty-one days, with six courses of treatment at a time. It is good to be well, and there will be no possibility of recurrence; If it's not good, there's nothing I can do. Family members will do their best and we will do our best. " The doctor said it in detail.
"Thank you, doctor, thank you for your concern. I'll prepare the money. " I felt very uncomfortable, so I put away my cigarette and got up to say goodbye to the doctor.
When I came to the ward, I said to my elder sister, "I just asked the doctor about you." The doctor said that your leukemia is a tumor in your stomach, which is very easy to treat. "
"The ten-year survival rate is over 80%. As long as the medicine is used, the tumor in the stomach, the tumor in the mandible and the tumor in the abdominal cavity will shrink or even disappear, and you can treat the disease with peace of mind! " I pretended to be relaxed and said to my sister with a smile.
"This kind of treatment costs a lot of money. There is no money at home, and I am afraid that people and money will be empty. " Sister, I'm in a better mood, but I'm worried about having no money.
"I'm going to prepare the money for the first chemotherapy, and I'll find a way later." I told her confidently.
I informed all my classmates that she had leukemia. The students all like this sister and know her family situation. They came to visit her and gave her money for medical expenses, some 10 thousand, some 5 thousand. I wrote a letter to my friends in the tone of elder sister, and mobilized her friends and my friends to donate money online and in the QQ group video area. Some donated thousands, while others donated hundreds. Unexpectedly, I was suddenly pushed to the forefront. I went to work every day, and the phones all over the country kept ringing. Although some days my friends questioned me as an online liar, after communication, they clarified the misunderstanding. They still chose to trust me and support me, and they all extended a helping hand to my sister. In a few days, I raised the cost of the first phase of chemotherapy for my sister.
Sister's chemotherapy was carried out as scheduled, and the effect was particularly good. The lump on her body disappeared, and even every joint in her body didn't hurt. When I visited her home, she said to me happily, "Ning, when you asked me to use cyclophosphamide, I didn't agree. If I knew early treatment, I would be fine! " Maybe it was better then, and now I won't get leukemia. "
"Now the treatment is the same, and you will be fine soon." I'm happy to comfort her. Look at her. She is as happy as a child.
In the first two chemotherapy treatments, my sister's hair loss was not as serious as other patients, but she was particularly weak and had a bad appetite. She wanted to vomit for several days every time. I am very happy, too. I pray that my sister's whole chemotherapy process can be so smooth!
At the end of December, the elder sister was in poor health. She didn't get well in the third chemotherapy and couldn't eat anything. I went to see her. She was thinner and her voice was weaker than before. When I laugh, the wrinkles on her forehead and eyes are horizontal, while the wrinkles on her cheeks are straight, one by one, which is very obvious. It makes me uncomfortable to see that stiff expression. The scheduled time for the fourth chemotherapy is 12 of the first month. The Spring Festival hasn't passed yet, and the elder sister feels that she is not well yet. She is going to the hospital for chemotherapy in a few days, but she didn't have time.
On the sixteenth day of the first month, I went to the hospital to visit her. My sister is beyond recognition. It's terrible. There is a lump in the right eye socket, which narrows the eyes into a line. The lump on the right gum makes the teeth bite on the lump, like a huge thing in the mouth, which always stimulates the throat to vomit. A huge lump on the right neck looks as thick as the head and neck. There are large duck eggs on the left arm and armpit. Although I have countless ideas in my heart, I never expected it to be like this!
When she saw me, she burst into tears. I held her and tried to control my emotions, so as not to let her see my sad eyes and cry.
"Ning, I may not be able to do it. It recurred too fast. Maybe I don't have much time. "
"Nothing, it will be fine. You just didn't have chemotherapy on time. Chemotherapy drugs will be fine as soon as they are used. "
"Ning, I feel that days are really running out. I have told my brother-in-law that after I die in the future, I must attend the class reunion for me. There will be a wedding banquet at my classmates' home, and I must ask my brother-in-law to go instead of me. I have never enjoyed my classmates in my life, so let him experience it for me, and I will get together with my classmates in the next life. "
"Elder sister, don't talk nonsense. Take the medicine and it will be fine tomorrow. " I held back my tears.
"People from the unit came to see me, and they consulted and waited for me to be hospitalized, so they pulled it directly to the crematorium. In a daze, I woke up in pain ... I can't let them do this. I confessed that after I die, I must put on my makeup and put it in a crystal coffin, and inform my closest classmates, relatives and friends to see me for the last time. Don't waste me ... come to this world, this is me ... this is my last wish. " Sister's breath is getting weaker and weaker, like mumbling gibberish.
"Sister, don't talk about it, everything will be fine." I fought back my grief and tears.
Another burst of painkillers hit, and the elder sister fell asleep again. I gently put her on the bed, ran out of the intensive care unit, and hid in the corridor and burst into tears.
Treatment is worthless. When I came home from the hospital, she laughed so hard that she couldn't recognize her face. She laughed like she was crying. I want to cry too. She lay quietly on a big bed. I knelt on the bed, supported her head with a pillow and fed her yogurt with a spoon. Occasionally, if you can't swallow it, you spit on your mouth and wipe it with a paper towel, feeling that your days are counting down.
"I always feel that there is a foreign body in my throat. Sometimes I can't swallow it if it is blocked." Elder sister said weakly.
"Nothing, spit it out if you can't swallow it, and I'll wipe it for you." I said as I wiped the yogurt from her mouth.
"I feel sputum in my throat, and it may be gone in the future." My breath is like silk. "Ning, I have worked very hard to win more days." Maybe, maybe ... it's better there, without pain ... "Sister fell asleep again.
"I will come to see you again in a few days. You must wait for me! " I told my sister, and I don't know if she heard me.
On the morning of March 7th, my sister left me forever and got a call from my brother-in-law. I haven't recovered for dozens of minutes, and she didn't wait for me as scheduled.
She lay peacefully in the crystal coffin, with no trace of pain on her face, as if she were asleep peacefully. I felt that the "Liu Fang Pavilion" of the funeral home was filled with smoke, and I burst into tears as soon as I entered. As a representative of my classmates and friends, when I read the memorial service, I burst into tears, choked up several times, paused several times, wiped my tears again and again, and endured grief before I finished reading.
I left in such a hurry, but I feel that she is not far away! Accompany my sister through happiness, through happiness, and accompany her through the last journey of life. Although her life is a little short, it is a happy ending with love and responsibility. Relatives will remember, friends will remember, classmates will remember, and those who have been helped by the elder sister will remember even more! Ouyang Xiaolian, you have been to this world!