Essays on Life｜One panic, one cute

▦ A panic

About last week, my husband seemed to be feeling a little unwell. I didn't pay much attention to it at first, because in daily life, my husband would occasionally feel a little discomfort, but as long as I get a good night's sleep, it will basically heal in a day or two. From a worm back to a dragon state. Last Monday, we also went to Pintian Ranch together. We ate a big meal. I was satisfied, because I don’t usually eat fried food very much. I don't get angry, have a broken mouth or have a headache, so every time I can eat fried food happily, it is a happy thing for me. However, I didn't expect that my husband didn't tell me exactly that his stomach was a little uncomfortable, so he accompanied me to a big meal, which made him spend the next week a little miserable.

Last Wednesday or so, he told me that his stomach was bloated and he was having diarrhea. He thought it would get better after a few stretches, but he didn't expect any improvement in a few days. He became tired and lethargic, his lips were pale, and he was a little bit anemic. The state, the whole person was sick, and I started to get nervous. Frightened and panicked, I started to surf the Internet and asked Google first (to go to the doctor in a hurry?), the reason why I panicked is because my father-in-law, who had no chance to meet, died of colorectal cancer four years ago and went through a very hard process. Since then, both husband and aunt will be more alert to the part of their stomach. My husband and I both felt a little fluctuated. The husband soon went to the gastroenterology clinic. The doctor said that the intestines were inflamed. The husband looked at the white porridge I cooked for him, his face was gloomy, and he was about to cry. He pouted and said, "I want to go eat spaghetti with you!" The bowl of porridge is finished.

The next day, I upgraded my lunch and dinner little by little, and added some vegetables that are good for the intestines. It was boiled and digested well. Fortunately, the husband said that it was delicious, and I had more appetite. It was hard to see him. The flesh that has gained weight has lost weight visibly to the naked eye. I feel a little reluctant to give up. After every meal, I have to swallow a bunch of medicines with strange colors and pungent taste. Lively Mr. Jump!

Later, we discussed the prenuptial examination that had been sitting idle by us. Decided to consult a doctor this week, the most important thing is to detect my husband's fecal occult blood screening to make sure that he has nothing to do with the disease that brought him a nightmare, and also to track my uterine fibroids. Variety. By the way, do a whole body health check, let us have a better understanding of our own health, and moderately change our current lifestyle and diet. After all, a healthy body is the most important thing. Before we have children, we must Adjust your body to the best state first, so that you can meet the challenges of each day after that!

▦ A cute

Recently, my husband and I occasionally take a walk in the alleys near our home. I remember that when I was a child, I used to ride a bicycle around these alleys tirelessly, running around here with the neighbors and playing hide-and-seek. Cats, ghosts catch people. There is also a mysterious place here. There are some small passages left by some houses back to back. The darkness is very scary at night, so there will be daring big brothers who say they want to go in and take risks. As a timid family, I , I only dared to hide outside and peek. Today, these dark and mysterious passages no longer have children eager to take risks, but instead become the exclusive passage for stray cats in these alleys.

I always knew there were quite a few stray cats around my house, and my mom had a love-hate relationship with them because they were cute, but occasionally ran out of my house, urinating on documents and things my parents kept outside, or at night , Every cry or fight will make my mother have a headache. Some of the neighbors around the house are very cold to stray cats, and some are more friendly. I think this is quite normal. After all, some people like it and some people don't like it. Of course cats are like this. (though they are naturally cute)

One day, my husband and I went for a walk as usual. On the way, we met a tabby cat who seemed to have been in that corner for a long time. When we passed by, it suddenly meowed towards us. We were a little panicked because we didn’t know much about cats. I was deeply afraid that it would be unhappy and felt that we had influenced it and wanted to drive us away. Just as he was hesitating whether to leave quickly, suddenly a man behind him came over on a bicycle and stopped at his nearby house. He got off the car, The tabby cat walked towards him quickly, meowing more closely, and then frantically rubbing against Abo's feet, Abo also skillfully rubbed it back and stroked it. Abo glanced at us and said kindly and kindly that this cat is very close and clingy, and will always act like a spoiled child. Several cute families around here are willing to let it travel freely and exist wantonly, especially when there is a family here, Grandpa will sit on the table during the day. The tabby cat would often play with him at Grandpa's feet when it was cool at the door, looking at the phone, etc. Their relationship should be the best, and the tabby cat would run away from a distance when Grandpa made a sound.

Abo said we could play with it too, so he went into the house, leaving my husband and I in silence, staring at the tabby cat with greedy eyes, hoping to get close to it too. Unexpectedly, in the next second, Xiaoban (the name we gave it without permission) raised his tail and walked straight towards us, rubbing his head back and forth on Mr. Very calm, but I know his heart is exploding, bursting with a lot of sweetness, so sweet that he can't move. Later, Xiaoban also came to rub me. I was a little nervous, because it was the first time I was rubbed by a cat like this. It felt so wonderful and joyful. .

Although my husband and I didn't have anything to feed Xiaoban, he rubbed us back and forth from the beginning, and accepted us to touch him. Occasionally he would lie down, open his limbs to show us his super cute belly, and then playfully flip over. A roll, but maybe we have no food to give it, or we are not good at ingratiating it, it gradually loses interest and no longer acts so diligently. We thought it was time to say goodbye to it and left.

On the way back, the husband said if he should bring something to eat after that, to see if it will react differently. I have no objection, but I am worried and annoyed. I don’t know whether feeding stray cats is good or bad. I really don’t know. What to think, but it shouldn't matter if you give them some small food. Then, the husband was silent. I felt something was wrong. After thinking about it carefully, I felt that he must have been critically hit by a cat. He was still reminiscing about the beauty that Xiaoban brought him. The little spot is very good. I secretly laughed, he was a little embarrassed when he found out, he didn't dare to admit that his boyish heart and old father's heart suddenly broke out, it was really cute, Xiaoban is, so is my husband.

 "I believe that the greatest gift you can give your family and the world is a healthy you."                                                                                                
                                                  -Joyce Meyer

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