Some time ago, because my husband lost his temper with me, I quarreled with him, and refused to come to the hospital to take care of his mother, I was in menopause, and I had to come to the hospital every day to take care of his mother and my mother-in-law, but he not only did not understand me, but also found fault with me, I was very sad, I didn't come to the hospital, whose mother who served.
I am 54 years old, since I entered menopause at the age of 50, I have survived the first stage of menopause, premenopause, the second stage of menopause, menopause, and now I have come to the third stage of menopause, postmenopause.
In the past four years of menopausal syndrome, I have also been tormented, experienced all kinds of inexplicable pain, and also experienced all kinds of inexplicable emotional problems, as well as those hot flashes and night sweats, lack of energy, palpitations and other symptoms, as well as those unknown and indescribable symptoms.
I was also tormented and miserable, and I collapsed and collapsed, and this menopausal symptom is one thing, but so is the surrounding environment.
This menopausal symptom is affected by the environment, and it will also aggravate the menopausal symptoms, but I can't help it.
On April 11, the 89-year-old mother-in-law was sent to the intensive care unit for a week due to stomach hemorrhage, and then transferred to the general ward.
In the first two months, the husband and wife went into battle together, the mother-in-law ate and drank Lazar in bed, and one person couldn't hold her, both of them took care of her day and night, and the mother-in-law was very picky, and we couldn't rest day and night.
Since my mother-in-law was admitted to the hospital, I have also followed my husband to serve my mother-in-law day and night, often going in and out of the hospital, and I have been in contact with terminally ill patients.
If you haven't experienced it yourself, you can't realize that as soon as you walk into the second floor of the hospital, it is a ghost crying wolf, some crying, some shouting for help, and there is a painful oops, oops, oops, moaning... That's a cry before hell.
Every time I came to the hospital, I collapsed, it was physically and mentally tormented, and the corridors in the hospital were filled with crying and shouting from morning to night, tearing my heart out.
Because my mother-in-law was hospitalized, I had to close the physical store for nearly 20 years and serve my mother-in-law with my husband, but after a long time, the cost of the hospital is so high, what should I do if neither of them goes to work?
Later, I was alone in the hospital during the day, and my husband went to work and came to replace me at night.
Yes, I came to the hospital to take care of my mother-in-law, my mother-in-law made trouble all day long, and my husband found fault with me and lost his temper at me, how could I stand it, who cared about me?
Some time ago, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I had a fight with my husband, and I took this opportunity to refuse to come to the hospital to serve my mother-in-law.
But I'm already unemployed, and my husband doesn't go to work, so how can I continue this life? It's all about money, the high cost of the hospital, and all the expenses at home.
Life is forced, this morning, my husband went to work, I went into the hospital to serve my mother-in-law, my mother-in-law is much better today, but I want to collapse in my heart, I want to cry.
Why is it so difficult for people? Probably I didn't get better during this menopause, and I came to the hospital again after a hospital crash, and before I could recuperate, I came to the hospital again.
On the right side of my mother-in-law's ward, there is a patient with terminal lung cancer, who is in pain all day long, and today their family is discussing bringing him home.
My mother-in-law is afraid of the cold, I dare not turn on the air conditioner, this summer is thirty or forty degrees of high temperature, I sweat keeps flowing down, no way, I just sit in the corridor of the hospital.
At noon, the family members on the right were discussing and pulling home to prepare for the funeral; On the left lived a blind old Red Army, the expenses of the old Red Army were covered by the state, the old Red Army would walk on his own, although he did not make a fuss, but he was demented.
I found that he was touching the wall several times, from top to bottom, at first I thought he was exercising, but then I found that he was touching the wall, and then he squatted on the ground, picked up beans, touched the wall from top to bottom for half a day, then squatted on the ground and picked it up for half a day, picked it up with his right hand and put it in his left hand, picked it up for 20 minutes, in fact, there was nothing on the ground, he was just doing these actions constantly.
This old Red Army is still much better than other patients, just like that morning, as soon as I walked into the second floor of the hospital, I heard an old lady crying, and at six o'clock in the morning, I heard a cry, which was very heart-piercing.
At night, listening to the sound of those wolves crying and howling is terrifying, and in the dimly lit corridor, I am trembling with fear.
Especially today, seeing that my mother-in-law is in better spirits, I especially want to cry, This way, it is not easy to be sincere, and people are really guilty when they are old.
You say, looking at the pain of those terminally ill patients every day, how can my menopause be alleviated? I was mentally devastated, especially at this age of menopause, and I felt very, very vulnerable.
As soon as I came to the hospital and saw the torture of these patients, I wanted to cry and collapse.