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人生在世,三灾八难。1988年,一向身体还算不错的我,突然胸闷气短,深感不适。经检查,心律不齐,房颤早搏,疑似“心肌炎”。被医生告知,头脑顿时发了蒙,随即住了医院。这一住便是一年多。检查治疗,西医中药,从当地到京城,折腾了个遍,最后,病情日渐复杂,症状越治越重,整天无精打采,身形日益消瘦,体力渐渐不支。一双儿女看着久病不愈的父亲,忧心忡忡;伤心的老伴,背后不知流了多少眼泪;自己也万念俱灰,只好以药相伴。一日,在市科协工作,同住一个单元的老谭,又来看我。他看着
Life is alive, every disaster. In 1988, I was still pretty good body, suddenly shortness of breath, feeling uncomfortable. After examination, arrhythmia, premature atrial fibrillation, suspected “myocarditis ”. The doctor was informed that the head suddenly made Mongolia, and immediately lived in the hospital. This living is more than a year. Examination and treatment, Western medicine, from the local to the capital, toss over and over again, and finally, the increasingly complex condition, the more symptoms of governance more weightlessness all day, stature is getting thinner, physically exhausted. A pair of children looking at a chronic illness father, worried; sad wife, behind the tears I do not know how shedding; oneself also despair, had to accompany the drug. One day, working in the Municipal Association for Science and Technology, Old Tan, who lives in a unit, comes to see me again. He looked