The way home: from the hospital to the future, every step is a new beginning
The last day in the hospital: waiting, gratitude and anticipation of going home
Today, it still kicks off from the hospital.
At eight o’clock in the morning, my sister and I arrived at Linkou Chang Gung Memorial Hospital on time. My mother looked much better than yesterday. Although my blood pressure is still a little high, my overall condition is stable, which gives me some peace of mind. In the past few days, her strength has been admirable, and the professionalism and care of the medical staff have allowed us to go through this recovery period smoothly.
However, the discharge procedures seemed like an endless wait.
In the hospital, the aisles were crowded with people waiting to pay. Hundreds of people lined up, but only three or four windows were open. The scene can be imagined. This process took a full hour and a half. I couldn’t help but wonder, can the efficiency of the medical system be improved? Perhaps, this is the optimal solution under the current situation, but for patients and their families, every minute of waiting is additional suffering.
Fortunately, everything finally settled. When we finally finished the formalities and walked out of the hospital, we happened to hail a taxi. At this moment, I breathed a sigh of relief - this journey could finally come to an end.
Being sick is a battle, caring is the best medicine
My experiences these past few days have made me realize once again that getting sick is never a matter of one person.
Although my mother’s surgery went smoothly, she still needs round-the-clock care and companionship from her family. In the process, I also realized more deeply that an illness is not only a physical challenge, but also a psychological and emotional torment.
However, the care of family and friends made this battle less lonely.
In the past few days, messages of concern have been sent in one after another from family, friends, and even teachers and students from far away.有人问母亲的状况，有人提醒我要照顾好自己，甚至有人主动提供协助，这些看似微小的举动，却让人心生温暖。
We always say that being sick makes people vulnerable, but perhaps it is precisely because of vulnerability that we can see more clearly who really cares about us.
Learning to care is a responsibility and an expression of love
Today, I learned from the nurse how to change my mother’s dressing. This is a skill I have never been exposed to before.
From cleaning the wound, applying ointment, to ensuring the gauze and bandage are fixed, every detail is related to the speed and comfort of recovery. I listened to the nurse’s explanation and practiced, fearing that I might injure my mother accidentally.
At this time, I suddenly thought, how many people in this world take care of the sick and elderly at home day after day? Care is not only a physical job, but also a silent responsibility. It may not necessarily be easy, it may even be full of pressure and challenges, but when we are willing to learn and do it, this responsibility can also be transformed into an expression of love.
When I got home tonight, I still felt physically exhausted, but my mind felt a little more at ease. Because when you learn how to take care of your family, you will feel more at ease.
The intersection of workplace and academia, a new identity is about to unfold
In this physically and mentally exhausting day, another piece of news has quietly arrived - starting next week, I will have an additional status as a “part-time university lecturer.”
When I saw this notification, my inner feelings were mixed. This is a new challenge and a new responsibility. Teaching is never an easy task, and in the modern higher education environment, how to make students truly gain something is a topic that every teacher needs to think about.
For me, this is not just a job opportunity, but an opportunity to influence and inspire more people. Of course, I am still a little uneasy. After all, time management, course design, and student interaction all require adjustment and adaptation. But I believe that the emergence of every new identity is part of the growth of life, and how to play this role well depends on how much effort you are willing to put in.
The pace of time never waits, choosing action is the key
When I took a breather in the evening, I accidentally discovered that the deadline for another academic seminar was tomorrow.
This made me a little surprised and a little helpless - I have been busy with the hospital and housework these days, and the progress of my thesis was already delayed, but now there is another temporary challenge. But instead of hesitating, I decided to just come up with a new topic and see if I could submit it at the last minute.
This also reminded me once again that the world never stops because of your personal situation. Whether it’s work, life or essay writing, every aspect is counting down. If you choose to procrastinate, time will pass; if you choose to act, at least you can still make progress.
Although I still don’t know if I can meet this deadline, at least take action first!
Every end is another beginning
Today, my mother is finally discharged from the hospital, which is a phased end. But at the same time, new responsibilities, new roles, and new challenges also come one after another.
Life never really stops. Whenever we feel that we have completed one thing, the next thing is already waiting for us.
On this day, I learned how to take care of my mother and deeply realized the value of care from relatives and friends. I still feel tired and there are still many unsolved problems, but at least I am moving forward slowly and am willing to bravely welcome every new beginning.
Because the essence of life is never to stay, but to learn how to find your own pace amidst changes, and then continue to move forward.
