I Am a Writer

Originally I had a lot to say, but when I really typed this line, I didn’t know where to start.

It is now the early morning of the year-month date: 15:00. Yesterday… no, the morning of the day before yesterday, my father had a sudden cerebral thrombosis emergency treatment. Fortunately, he was rescued in time and transferred to the First Hospital of Jilin University on the same day. He was conscious and spoke normally. Everything was getting better. I wrote thank God at the end of the chapter.

There was no abnormality all day until dinner time, when the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse. The examination results showed that both carotid arteries were blocked. One side was already blocked tightly, and the other side was also blocked by a small piece. It was really a small piece, but it was blocked tightly there. It was so stubborn and so dazzling that it seemed to be blocked in my heart.

I didn’t know it at the beginning. It was not until about 9 o’clock in the evening of the day that I received the news while typing. The family gathered together to discuss the condition. There is great hope for surgery, but the risk is that he may not be able to get off the operating table. If he does not have surgery, he may be a vegetative state.

My father was born in the military, and he has a tough temper that can't be pulled back by eight bulls. With his personality, he would rather not leave the operating room than lie in bed motionless in the next life.

But as a son, it is really difficult to make this decision. Even if conservative treatment can guarantee his survival, we are willing to take care of him all the time, but if we really do that, we don't know if there will be a chance of rescue next time.

I originally planned to go there to take care of him for two days tomorrow, but I didn't expect that it would turn out like this before I went.

When I received the news, I was coding two chapters, and I received a call before the first chapter was finished.

In fact, at that time, I didn't have any mood to code, but I am a writer, and updating is the most basic professional ethics, so I barely coded these two chapters and posted them before midnight.

If everything goes well and I can snatch my father back from the hands of the god of death, the account should be able to update normally, and I will definitely be in the mood to code. If there is no news, I must be here to say sorry to my brothers in advance.