My name is Ma Zhong, I am 53 years old, and I came looking for uncles and aunts who helped me in the ward 34 years ago.
I want to tell my uncle and aunt that I am fine now, that I am well, that I can walk now.
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We have 4 children in our family, I have an older brother and two younger sisters. Dad carried the burden to sell goods to do a small business, and grandparents and mother both farmed at home.
I developed osteomyelitis when I was 14 years old and fell ill every spring. The most obvious thing when you are sick is that your legs are swollen, and in the morning your legs can be worn into your pants, but you can't take them off at night, and it hurts very much.
In 1987, when I was 17 years old, my father heard that there was a hospital specializing in the treatment of osteomyelitis in Jishan County, Shanxi Province, and called me for treatment.
I was very resistant, it was my third year of illness, I couldn't get out of bed, I couldn't walk. Thinking that my sisters are still in school, I don't want my family to spend money on my medical treatment anymore. I felt from the bottom of my heart that I was a drag on my family.
Knowing that I didn't want to go, Grandpa and Dad got very angry, and they said they were going to treat me no matter what.
In this way, I was carried to the hospital by my father and had surgery. Unexpectedly, half a month after my surgery, my father fell ill.
Because the hospital where I operated was an orthopedic hospital, I couldn't treat my father's illness, so he was sent to another hospital.
Grandpa, Grandma and Mom were all in their hometowns again, and the communication was not smooth, so I was left with only me who had just finished surgery and stayed in the hospital.
My father was not around, I could not get out of bed, and the uncles and aunts in the ward took the initiative to take care of me.
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I was particularly impressed by Uncle Luo and his daughter in the northeast, they were Koreans, and I couldn't understand what they said, so they asked me with their hands: "Are you hungry?" Do you want to go to the toilet? ”
At that time, I was worried about going to the toilet to eat, and I was embarrassed to ask others to help, so I didn't eat or drink every day.
As a result, the next day, the uncles and aunts in the ward came, and they all persuaded me to eat and fed me by hand.
In addition to taking care of my life, they also gave me a lot of encouragement.
At that time, I was lying on the bed, unable to move at all, and my heart was discouraged, and I felt that if I had done surgery, I had only suffered a sin, that I could not be cured, and that I would not talk to anyone.
The grandfather in the next bed was an eighty-year-old Red Army soldier who used to chat with me and tell me stories of battles.
Grandpa said, "Don't be afraid when you get sick, I wasn't afraid when I was fighting, and you can't be afraid of your illness now." Don't worry about your dad, he can take care of himself, you're fine, he's fine. ”
There is also an older brother from Qingdao, Shandong, two years older than me, named Li Huadong, who also has the same disease as me. Every day, in addition to asking his brother to feed me and take care of me, he also said to me, "You have to be cured, and you have to go back to school when you are cured." ”
During the 10 days that Dad was away from me, everyone was doing their best to take care of me.
When I was discharged from the hospital, my uncles and aunts in the ward all said to me: "Little pony, you have to go back to treat your illness, exercise well, and live well." ”
Uncle Luo also left me an address and wrote letters to encourage me in the years that followed. In 2000, we broke off contact because we were moving.
The care and encouragement of my uncles and aunts has brought me a lot of support, and I have been actively exercising and receiving treatment for many years.
Now I can walk, become a family, and have a daughter. After my daughter went to college, I went to the address that Uncle Luo had left for me to look for him, but I couldn't find it.
When I was most desperate, the uncles and aunts in the ward gave me great help, let me never forget, how many years have passed, this friendship makes me unforgettable...
I hope to find them and say thank you in person!
Information sought:
Luo Binghao, a 75-year-old native of Fushun City, Liaoning Province, has a daughter named Luo Jinyu
Li Huadong is about 55 years old and has a younger brother from Qingdao, Shandong Province
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