I remember when I was a freshman, I felt a little fat, and then I started a weight loss plan. I only ate two meals a day, only vegetables and yogurt. I persisted for more than 20 days and lost 14 kg. The effect is still obvious, but my stomach was destroyed by myself. When I went to the canteen to eat, I suddenly had a stomachache. I couldn't sit still, and I couldn't eat any more, so I kept squatting on the ground.
Roommates are also panicked and don't know what to do. They want to help me up, but my stomach hurts so much that I can't stand up. They want to take me to the hospital, but the thought of the hospital scares me a little. I happen to have stomach medicine in my dormitory, so let them send me back to my dormitory. In fact, everyone didn't eat a good meal. Seeing that I am too sick to eat, send me back to the dormitory at once.
But I couldn't stand up again, and it was too painful to walk, so they took turns carrying me back to the dormitory. I'm really touched.
Because it is summer, we have no hot water. One goes to help me get hot water, one goes to buy a warm baby patch, and the other helps me find stomach medicine.
At that time, I was really touched and felt very warm. I fell asleep after taking the medicine, and they didn't leave. They stayed by my bed all the time, afraid that something would happen to me again. I was in pain for hours, and I tossed them for hours, but they didn't complain and took good care of me.
Another time, we held a small party in the dormitory. When playing games, the loser was fined for drinking beer, but they all said I had a bad stomach. If you lose, you will be punished to drink hot water. It's really sweet. But I still ate something wrong that day, and I began to have stomach trouble in the middle of the night, which was terrible.
It was two o'clock in the morning. They called my aunt in the dormitory behind my back to open the door and took a taxi on the night road. I remember waiting for a long time on the road, but I couldn't get a taxi. Finally, they took me to the hospital, took care of me after work, and kept vigil in turn until I finished intravenous drip and the doctor checked that it was okay, so they were relieved.
The next morning, the doctor said it was best to let me drink some hot porridge. They left one person to take care of me, and the other two went far away to buy me hot porridge. They fed me bit by bit because I was particularly weak. They really care about me like my sisters.
Since then, every time I eat, my sisters will tell me not to eat anything that hurts my stomach and pay special attention to my diet. I feel particularly warm every time. It's good to have such a group of sisters.