The sick wife is at home.

My mother is seventy-three years old, but she is troubled by various diseases, especially cerebral infarction and stroke, hemiplegia, staying in bed all day and being unable to take care of herself. It's hard for my father. There is a sick wife at home, and taking care of the sick wife has become my father's duty and task. ?

My mother suffered from mental illness when she was young and diabetes when she was 50. Then diabetes got out of hand and a series of complications came out. Hypertension, hyperlipidemia, heart disease, etc. Moreover, both legs are osteoporosis, knees are damaged, and it is impossible to walk upright. Dad pushed her in a wheelchair for more than ten years. What is more tragic is that five years ago, I suffered a stroke due to a cerebral infarction, and I was unconscious and incontinent. My brother lives in the city and works outside. I have my own family business and I have to take care of my daughter's baby. I can only take time to see them, so the burden of taking care of my mother falls on my father. ?

Dad gets up before dawn every day to boil a pot of water, help his mother wash her face, wash her hands and brush her teeth, wipe her body, take a bath during the day and wash her feet at night. Sometimes, after the stool is all over the bed, he has to clean, scrub and change clothes. He is patient and caring, not afraid of suffering, not afraid of being tired, not afraid of being dirty, and doing all this silently. Wearing more clothes in winter is even more troublesome. I don't know how many diapers I need all year round. In order not to get wet and smelly dirty things on your body, you should wash and change frequently. If you want to get bedsore when you lie down for a long time, turn her over frequently, help her turn over every 2-3 hours, scrub the pressed part of the bone with a warm towel, scrub your body regularly, change clothes and sheets, and change your posture and sleeping position. Sometimes clothes are hung in the yard in a large area and need to be dried by a dryer when it rains. Sometimes the skin is allergic, so I need to buy medicine to spray and massage her, improve local blood circulation and help her do functional exercise. Dad changed the steps at home into slopes, which made it easier to push the wheelchair and let mom go out to bask in the sun and see the scenery outside. I also bought a sickbed that can swing at the end of the bed, an air cushion for ventilation, and a high-legged horse bucket for emergency use.

Mother is very ill, and she has to take 10 kinds of medicine every day. Dad carefully arranged the medicine neatly on the table according to the time of taking medicine in the morning, noon and evening, and fed it to her on time. Mom doesn't eat sugar or porridge. She cooks noodles in the morning, one spoonful at a time for each meal. He can't eat more, and he can't eat anything with those fruits, so as not to let his mother take insulin every morning and evening, and he always stays awake all night at night, always half asleep.

Mom is sometimes short-tempered, irritable and moody. Dad is always patient and considerate of her, always smiling and trying to tell her jokes to make her happy. On call, never complaining. What's the emergency? Call 120 to go to the hospital. I take care of my mother day after day. I am exhausted and sleepy, so I can't go out for leisure. But he never gives up and has no regrets, which is not easy for ordinary men to do.

When people get old, all kinds of diseases will come to their doors. Having a sick wife at home is a torment and a commitment. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. Stick together and never give up. This unfortunate experience that no one wants to have but can't resist seems to be the arrangement of fate. It is my mother's blessing to have such a good father. Dad's enterprising spirit is commendable. I hope my mother can get better and lament how important health is!