My mother had a hysterectomy on Thursday. I put down what I was doing and hurried home on Wednesday to sign the surgery notice.

In fact, her surgery was not a big one, and I felt very relieved because I believed in the doctor and even more in this choice.

My mother was pushed into the operating room at 7:30 on Thursday morning. Lao Song kept holding my mother’s hand. When the operating room door was closed, Lao Song joined his hands and prayed several times. Then I sat down and started to look at the time.

Lao Song and I have actually not had this opportunity to sit down and talk for a long time, and this is such a special opportunity. Lao Song said that he finally had the uterus removed. I asked, why? He told me the story of when my mother gave birth to me. I was really lucky.

Before giving birth to me, my mother had a major dystocia. The fetus was stillborn weighing 9.8 pounds. The fetus was too big to be delivered normally. Conditions were limited and we could only save adults. One month after the operation, my mother suffered from massive bleeding and the uterus was not evacuated. During the operation, , the doctor issued a critical illness notice and asked Lao Song to sign to remove the uterus. Lao Song was already confused and was about to sign. The mother, who was still in the operation, heard the doctor saying that the uterus was to be removed. She only said one sentence, "I would rather die than do this." Take the uterus. My dad said, that was the only time your mother's stubbornness made people feel powerful. Just like that, my mother's stomach was closed again. Unexpectedly, the bleeding stopped after it came out. Later she became pregnant with me. Maybe her belief was too strong.

However, my birth was also bumpy.

In the 1980s, my dad was a butcher who sold meat. In that era of planned economy, meat sellers were very popular. My dad’s client was an obstetrician and gynecologist who used meat to make friends. The doctor said to my dad, Xiao Song, if your wife has problems giving birth to a baby, come to me anytime in the future. Don’t be afraid and take good care of the baby.

On the afternoon of January 31, 1987, my mother was still cooking New Year’s Eve dinner. At two o’clock in the morning on February 1, her water broke. There were no buses, no taxis, and no private cars. In the early morning of winter, Lao Song knocked on the door of his neighbor Grandpa Xie’s house, and pushed my mother to the door of the hospital on his bicycle with his son. The doctor lived in the dormitory inside the hospital. Lao Song didn't have time to go upstairs, so he called the doctor downstairs at the top of his lungs. In the early morning of winter, the doctor was woken up and had no time to get dressed, so he hurried down with only his coat on. Lao Song was very excited when he said this.

An accident happened, my water broke, and one of my legs came out first. The doctor told Lao Song that this birth was difficult again. It was too late for a caesarean section and the head could not come out during a normal delivery. Lao Song was confused again. He said he felt like he was going crazy. Upon seeing this, the doctor calmly returned to the delivery room. He began to try to reach into the birth canal and slowly move my head upright with his hands, and pulled me out for breathing. When the head came out, everything was fine.

Lao Song said that my eyes have been open since I was born. I think I probably wanted to see the world so much that I was so stifled that when I grew up, I was always willing to run around. Go see sights you haven’t seen before.

In the same hospital where I was born, the doctor who performed my mother’s surgery actually picked up the apprentice of the doctor who gave me birth. The fate was so miraculous, it was really just a normal registration.

At 11:30, the electronic screen showed that the uterus had been removed. Lao Song and I went to see the removed uterine specimen. The doctor said it was very good and asked us to wait patiently for the patient to wake up. Lao Song was very happy. , saying that now I can finally hang out with my mother for longer. I sat down on the side, and Lao Song stood at the door of the operating room and watched.

At 12:30, my mother left the operating room and everything went well.

The uterus sometimes means a woman's life. When I watched the documentary "Birth Gate", the uterus was also cut. In order to save the uterus, a mother of two children risked her life and had a doctor on the operating table. After playing a game, the patient was finally cut open and stuffed with gauze to stop the severe bleeding, and passed the dangerous period. This part made me cry for a long time.

Lao Song said that when a woman gives birth to a child, a man must be by her side, so that he can understand the difficulty of the woman and strengthen his belief in spending his life with the aging person next to him.

Women are born with the ability to give birth to life. This superpower has turned countless women into glorious and great mothers. For this glory, they have sacrificed a lot of themselves, even their lives.

Life is so difficult that we should respect life more.