I really hate feeling sick. I had a good holiday last year, but there was an episode that made me uncomfortable for a few days. Then I am sick. I just had a holiday and felt a little headache on the first day. My mother took my temperature at 38 degrees. My mother took me to the clinic, and the doctor gave me an injection to reduce my fever. I haven't had an injection for a long time, so I usually take a vaccination at most, so as long as I talk about an injection, I'm scared out of my mind. Under the comfort of the doctor and the compulsion of my mother, I had an injection. Then I prescribed some medicine and took it on time when I got home. But the fever persisted at night, and my mother put ice on my head. I just want to sleep.
The next morning, my mother was busy taking my temperature, which was basically normal, so my mother continued to give me medicine. But the fever started at 6 pm. When the temperature reached 38 degrees, my mother immediately sent me to the city hospital. At that time, I was still in the emergency department, but I still got an injection and prescribed some medicine. This time, because there were many people during the injection, I told myself not to cry. But tears still fell and I was laughed at by a child younger than me. What a pity!
On the third morning, my body temperature was basically normal. My mother took me to see a Chinese doctor and said to take some Chinese medicine to consolidate it. I usually have little time to take medicine. I basically don't eat Chinese medicine cooked at home, and I feel very uncomfortable, but I can still eat it as long as I don't have an injection. In the afternoon, I started to have a fever again. At night, it actually reaches 40 degrees, which is higher every day. Besides taking a lot of medicine, my mother just let me sleep on an ice pillow with an ice towel on my head, and I fell asleep in a daze.
On the fourth morning, I was well again and in good spirits. Mom says we can't do this. We need an intravenous drip, or something will happen at night. I'm scared when I hear it. But my mother said I would get seriously ill if I waited too long. Hearing this, my mother and I went to the city hospital together. This time, it's terrible. First, I had a blood test, and then I had a skin test. The doctor gave me a second skin test because my skin was a little allergic after using alcohol. After success, I put a drip and an injection on my ass. God, are there too many needles today? The temperature returned to normal at night.
On the fifth morning, my temperature was normal. I said I could stop the drip. Mom said no, we should consolidate it today. I'm not afraid anymore anyway. The intravenous drip went well today, and the doctor said that if there is no problem, you don't need to do it tomorrow. This is really good news. You know, this is the second drip since I was born. The first time was when I was six months old. Of course, I don't know. I listened to my mother, but I didn't cry at that time. Looking at the pipe on my head, I'm still laughing. Now I'm scared.
The illness was a painful experience for me. I want to exercise. I want to stay away from illness.
Dizziness and stomachache are the beauty I once asked for, because I was sick and couldn't go to school. Just one day this summer, I got sick.
It was one morning, when I was preparing to call my mother habitually, I found my voice hoarse. I touched my neck and there was a big bag in the middle of it. I suddenly lost my mind. What should I do? Keep it from mom or tell her? Mom finally found out.
"ah! Such a big bag! " When my mother saw the big bag around my neck, she let out a cry of surprise and quickly woke up my sleeping father, who woke up.
When my father saw this situation, he couldn't help but panic. He lost his usual majesty and his mother lost her usual tiger power. Seeing my parents in a hurry, I can't help feeling a little guilty.
"Otherwise, go to the hospital." Dad's words broke the tense atmosphere. "Well, it doesn't matter." Mom quickly agreed.
We drove to a hospital, signed up and went to the expert consultation room.
"Ah ..." I opened my mouth, and the doctor took a flashlight and shone it in my mouth. "Ordinary lymphadenitis" doctor opened the case list and said, "Yes, by the way, do a blood test and B-ultrasound."
We came to the laboratory registration office again. "*** 127 yuan." The toll collector has a nice voice. I pulled my father's skirt and whispered, "No, no! At this time, my father seemed deaf and didn't hear anything.
After a while, the test and B-ultrasound were finished, and the diagnosis was "common lymphadenitis".
The doctor gave me a list of all kinds of drugs that must be infused, and told my father to lose according to the above, otherwise the consequences would be very serious.
When I left, I asked my father, "How much is the exam fee?"
Dad smiled at me. "28 yuan."
"So the B-ultrasound is the rest of the money?" Dad nodded his head.
"Why do you have to pay such an expensive fee?" Dad didn't say anything, just walked silently to the car.
I looked at my father's chapped lips and felt warm in my heart. I think I am the happiest person in the world.
2. Composition on diseases (500 words)
Sickness record
It's different in peacetime recently. It looks listless. Why? Because there is a "war" in my body without smoke-a cold, I have to fight with it to death every day. There are successes and failures in this process.
I don't know when this war started. I didn't feel anything at the time. At first it was just a cough. I don't think it matters much. I will get better gradually. However, I was wrong. A few days later, my illness worsened and I began to feel weak. My parents quickly asked me to take medicine, and from time to time they eagerly asked me, "Are you better?" I said, "Much better!" When parents heard this sentence, they were relieved. Under the action of drugs, the cold was tamed and no longer naughty. I think it's over.
Unexpectedly, a few days later, the cold returned, which caught me off guard. I began to have symptoms such as cold, cough and weakness. This cold actually reduced my appetite, and my appetite was not very good. I asked my mother why this happened. My mother told me earnestly, "It doesn't matter, it's just a side effect of medicine. It's normal to have a bad appetite when you are sick." After listening to my mother's explanation, I felt a little relieved, but I was still worried that I would not give up this cold. I didn't sleep well all night because of this cold.
The next morning, my mother came to see me and saw that my face was so red. She said to me, "My dear son, why is your face so red?" I looked in my mirror. Wow! Red as an apple. Mother touched her forehead again and said doubtfully, "My dear son, are you running a fever?" Hearing this, I felt uneasy and stammered to myself, "Do I … have the flu …" "I'm worried! Just when I was thinking, my mother took my hand and said, "Go and show it to grandpa! " "
When I arrived at grandpa's house, he saw that I was flushed and listless, and asked my mother what was wrong. My mother told my grandfather everything. Grandpa took out his thermometer unhurriedly and took my temperature. He looked at it carefully: "37 degrees, no fever." At this time, the big stone in my mother's heart fell to the ground, and my grandfather told me to lie down and rest. Then he kindly said to me, "How are you, son?" I said happily, "Not bad!" But my symptoms kept grandpa busy and couldn't stop for a moment. Finally, grandpa took out the "killer"-a needle and a drip bucket, and gave me an injection. Grandpa inserted into my foot in a brisk way and entered my body bit by bit. I imagine: those who find the cold "nest" through intravenous drip, then stop the cold, kill the cold army with 18 hands with unique skills, and finally destroy the body, I am relieved. Sure enough, many things have happened, and my illness has been cured.
After these days of hard work on the battlefield, these damn "invaders" were finally driven away.
3. How to write a composition of more than 400 words on the topic of "illness"
Rule number one: She is ill. "Doctor, doctor, hurry up, hurry up. What happened to our mother? Is she sick? The doctor rushed to see his mother's broken face, helpless figure and hoarse voice.
The doctor shook his head and sighed. Say to us: "Hey, your mother is very ill and needs immediate rescue." .
Hearing this, the human hurriedly asked, "What happened to our mother? When will she get better? " The doctor said, "Your mother's illness doesn't need my treatment, just you humans. Her illness is because you ruined her and tore her beautiful coat; Her bright eyes are out of sight now; Originally cool hoarse voice; The original smile has now turned into a bitter gourd face ... so you have to protect your mother and save her. "
Hearing this, all mankind took action.
Protect your mother. Clean up all the rubbish in the river, and they publicize it everywhere.
In this way, mother's illness will soon be cured. Mother's face is full of smiles, and her bright eyes can see that she has put on a beautiful coat.
Seeing this situation, my mother smiled, the doctor smiled, I smiled, and people all over the world laughed. Mother Earth is still so beautiful, so kind and so selfless.
Let the wind and sand stop the happy dance steps, let the birds dance, and let us protect our mother together. Keep her from getting sick.
Article 2: She is ill and it is raining. Pedestrians outside the window are walking briskly on the wet street with umbrellas. Today, my mother and I decided to visit my sister who has been ill for several days.
When we arrived at the hospital, my mother and I saw the naughty boy at a glance-my sister was sitting in the ward facing the stairs, sitting in bed with her sister and reading her book "100,000 Why". The poor sister has gauze wrapped around her head and an infusion needle inserted in her head.
Chen heard that it was a good thing that my sister didn't lose her temper today. She is ill. 400 words (5 articles). She is ill. 400 words (5 articles). By the way, I heard from my mother yesterday that my sister was beaten by her aunt because she was disobedient when she came home from infusion.
Alas, my aunt beat my sister, and it hurts. Later, we were going to menstruation's shop not far from the hospital. Just when we were halfway there, we saw my aunt running in a hurry. I didn't know until I asked, but my sister in the hospital was in trouble again. She must go to the hospital at once, so please let us look after her shop.
When I arrived at the store, many customers suddenly came to buy things. We don't know the price of some things. My mother called my aunt and she came back. After selling everything, she tidied up everything in the shop and immediately ran back to the hospital to pick up my sister who was going home. Alas, the poor bear the wind.
Here, I sincerely wish my sister not to get sick again ... Part III: She is ill. This morning, I just got up and found my sister's face was red and hot. I was anxious and immediately said to my uncle, "Uncle, Yan's head is so hot, what should I do?" My uncle said, "What's the matter? Did you catch a cold yesterday? " My uncle was in a hurry to go to work, so he asked my grandfather to help take my sister to the hospital.
Grandpa took his sister to the hospital at once. I'll follow.
When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor took my temperature and said it was over forty degrees. I had a high fever. Grandpa was anxious and said to the doctor, "Doctor, is it important for you to see my niece's illness?" What shall we do? Shall we hang salt water? "The doctor said," of course, want to hang salt water.
More than 40 degrees, without salt water, it will burn your brain. She is ill. She is ill. After a while, the doctor pumped the medicine into the syringe and stuck it on her sister's arm. My sister burst into tears and said, "It hurts!" "No way, I have to endure the pain and let the disease get better faster."
I said, "Don't be afraid, I'll hang up soon." My sister finally calmed down under my comfort.
After more than an hour, the salt water hung up and grandpa took his sister home. At home, although my sister's fever has gone down, she still feels very sad.
My arm still hurts because I just hung salt water. Now my sister can bravely hold back the pain.
I'm telling her stories. Listen, my sister finally fell asleep.
I was relieved. Article 4: She is ill. Since the day before yesterday, my mother has been ill and has a bad cough. Alas, the doctor's aunt advised her mother to have an injection for a few days.
As soon as school was over this afternoon, I was busy looking for my mother who was still working at school and accompanying her for an injection. We came to a clinic. As soon as my mother saw someone giving an injection, she covered her mouth with fear. I took her hand and whispered to her, "Don't be afraid, Mom, I'm here!" " Mother nodded gravely.
It's my mother's turn to get an injection. The doctor and aunt sprayed disinfectant on my mother's skin and then stuck a fine needle in her muscle. My mother cried out in pain. I am very distressed. My mother always takes care of me when I am ill. I should take care of her this time! What should I do? Suddenly, my eyes lit up and I had a good idea-tell her a joke! I immediately stood beside my mother and said loudly, "A child went to the hospital to have his teeth pulled out." My mother listened to my jokes while giving an injection, and her face showed a smile. Look, my joke made my mother forget the pain, and I spoke more seriously-the needle was finished and my joke was finished.
The uncles and aunts around are laughing-mom, I wish you a speedy recovery! Let me see that good mother who loves to talk and laugh as soon as possible! Article 5: She is ill, and Fang Li will take the graduation exam. The students were surprised. It is not easy for her to do this! Li Fang is a sixth-grade pupil. Once, when she was crossing the street after school, a big truck rushed at her. Bang, Li Fang will spend her long life in a wheelchair. After leaving the hospital, Li Fang was a completely different person. She can't see My Sweetie's smile on her face all day.
She shut herself in a dark little house all day and sat quietly on the topic of composition. She was ill and wrote 400 words (5 articles). This matter spread to the school.
4. Write a composition of no more than 500 words with the theme of "I am sick and my mother takes care of me".
One day in the winter vacation a few years ago, my father went to work, leaving only me and my sick mother at home. I thought: If I can become a doctor, I can treat my mother. But at that time, I was still young and didn't know anything about medical skills. What should I do? Oh, by the way, I can just take care of my mother!
I went into my small room, took out my tape recorder, took out some tapes and played music for my mother. I put the tape recorder on the table in my mother's room, poured a cup of hot water, mixed some cold water, prepared the medicine for my mother and handed it to her. My mother's expression is very excited. She said to me, "You are really my good daughter! Really embarrassed! " I replied shyly, "Nothing, Mom. Please take the medicine quickly. The water is getting cold. I wish you a speedy recovery! " "hmm!" Mother took the medicine at once, and a warm current suddenly welled up in her heart.
From childhood to now, this is something that has always excited me. Mom, guess why I should take care of you? Because I love you!
5. I am sick.
I'm sick.
I felt a little dizzy a few days ago, as if I had caught a cold; But I don't care if there are no other symptoms. Who knows, this left me a curse, so that I couldn't live and begged for death the next day.
At about three o'clock the next afternoon, I found that my head was getting dizzy, and the nasal water in my two nostrils flowed out like a waterfall. In order to prevent getting sick, I quickly ran outside and made a cup of cold medicine to drink in case I caught a cold. I don't know that this medicine not only didn't work, but made my pain worse.
"Go to sleep. Maybe this cold is caused by lack of sleep. " So I went to bed and cured the disease.
At about 5: 30 in the afternoon, grandma came to the bedroom to wake me up for dinner. But I didn't even take off my coat and pants because I was too anxious to sleep in bed and wanted to sleep too much. Therefore, when I looked up, I felt the biting cold wind. But I still insisted on sitting up. At this time, I felt dizzy, as if there were three or four birds hovering overhead.
Grandma saw me like this and said to me with a thermometer, "Qiang Qiang, sit up and take your temperature first, and grandma will pour you a cup of boiled water." Ah. "I nodded my head. Then, I picked up my temperature measurement.
Five minutes later, I took out my thermometer from under the quilt and looked at it. "Ah, it's almost 39 degrees." I cried. Grandma was startled when she heard my temperature. Because my temperature is only one to forty degrees, I will say some strange dreams when I sleep. Because my temperature was already white and hot, my grandmother immediately called my mother and asked her to take me back to Hangzhou to see a doctor.
About half an hour passed, and my mother came back from the store in a hurry. She had three meals, five meals and two meals, and took me to Hangzhou to see a doctor.
It was 10 when we got to the hospital. My mother dragged her tired eyes and took me to registration, blood test, skin test and injection until 12.
Well, being sick is not good. It costs money and suffers.
6. My mother gave me love, a composition of more than 500 words to the effect that I was ill and my mother took me to the hospital.
My mother gave me a 500-word love composition.
Mother is like the vast sky, and we are like birds in the sky. Mom let me fly freely. I clearly remember an incident last winter. I remember that year, I was writing my homework, but I always felt shivering with cold and my hands wouldn't listen to me. I wanted to go to my mother's room to get a dress, but I fell down as soon as I walked out. My mother heard the sound and immediately ran over and asked me with concern, "What's the matter with you, son?" "I accidentally fell." I said slowly. Mother listened and touched my forehead. "ah! It's so hot, lie in bed first. " After a while, my mother came to pick me up with a medical record card, dressed me and took me to the hospital. In the hospital, I felt dizzy, my legs were weak and I couldn't walk. My mother ran up and down behind my back, registered for a while, bought medicine for a while ... I was so busy that I was sweating. When I had an intravenous drip, my mother asked me from time to time, "What happened? Is it better? " I said weakly, "Better." My mother comforted me and said, "Don't worry, it's almost over." My mother told me beautiful stories, put me to sleep and dressed me. I woke up the next day and found my mother's eyes were black, like a giant panda. If my mother were the sky, I would be a bird flying freely in the sky. If my mother is the sea, I am a wave in the sea. If my mother is the universe, I am a star in the universe. Mom is like a fire in winter, warming my heart. How great is maternal love!
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My mother gave me a 500-word love composition.
My mother gave me a lot of love in my life, and I treasured them in my heart. Whenever I think of it, I feel happy. I want to share my mother's love for me with you now. Every night when I go home, my mother will cook for me. Once, my mother cooked a lot of delicious food, including braised fish, roasted chicken wings, egg cake, stir-fried dried tofu and so on. Looking at the rich dishes on the table is really mouth watering! Without saying anything, I immediately sat down in my seat and prepared to feast my eyes. My mother came to me and said, "This is your favorite food!" I nodded and ate quickly. My mother is also sitting in her seat, eating the things she doesn't like at ordinary times with chopsticks. She smiled at me while eating, then stuffed a handful of fast chicken leg meat into my bowl and said, "It's just the two of us today. Please eat more. " I put the drumsticks in my mother's bowl and said, "Mom, aren't you usually like this?" Why don't you eat today? Mom added, "Never mind, I ate a lot today, so you'd better eat!" " "Mom put the chicken leg in my bowl again. I think it's strange. I don't know why there seems to be a warm current flowing in my heart. Until now, I realized my mother's intentions at that time and the greatness of maternal love. "Motherly Love" has been recited by countless poets, sung by countless singers and described by countless painters throughout the ages. I really want to say to you: "mom, you have worked hard these years!" " "
7. An unforgettable 500-word composition asked me to write that I was ill and my mother took me to see a doctor.
Childhood is colorful and happy, like a cradle. Whenever I think about it, I can't help laughing.
At that time, I was young and ignorant, and I loved doing what others did. Every time I see my mother's makeup from the outside, I envy myself as well as myself. It happened that once my mother was going to work and I was alone at home. I am bored at home and want to find something to do. Suddenly, my dog barked. Let's play together. Mom wasn't home, so we just ...! I'm going to use cosmetics to imitate my mother's makeup. It must be fun. The "Wang Wang" puppy seems to want to make up, too. "Come on, puppy, let me help you with your makeup." I am ecstatic. But the puppy seems reluctant. I just grabbed the puppy and wanted to make up. At first, it was quite obedient, but soon, it was tossing and turning, bared its teeth. But I didn't give up and wanted to help him apply lipstick ... I didn't know what lipstick could do, so I drew a circle around the puppy's eyes and applied cigarette grease to his little face. Ah, how lovely! The puppy is tired of playing. He doesn't want me to make it up to him. He struggled desperately and then ran away. Coward, don't play with such fun things. I looked in the mirror without using an eyebrow painter … I think I look great. The chubby little face has two red faces and thick eyebrows, but it gradually gathers towards me, and I fell asleep. ...
The next morning, "puppy, how did you become a big face?" Early in the morning, my mother's crying reached my ears. Out of curiosity, I rubbed my sleepy eyes to see what was going on. "Who did this to it!" Mom said it again. "Li, wake up, have you seen the puppy ...? If the words are not finished, my mother will haha. " How did you, how did you, like this? Did you play the clown last night? Look, the dog followed you to the show. I don't understand what my mother is saying. I looked in the mirror and seemed to understand a little, because the girl in the mirror didn't even recognize me. Haha, I smiled. ...
Childhood is full of fun, and that laughter often gets into my heart. How can I not forget it? How can I not laugh?
8. When I was sick or unforgettable, I wrote a composition of more than XXX 500 words.
When I was sick
I had a fever the other day. Although I have a high fever, I insist on going to school. When I came to school, it was more painful and tolerant. It's so noisy in my head that my nerves seem to be colliding and fighting with each other. My whole body is numb, and I feel like falling at every step. I can only lie on my desk and want to cry, with tears in my eyes.
In class, Ren Ke's teacher looked at me uncomfortable and told me to lie on my desk to listen to the class. After class, my classmates gathered around my desk and asked me if I was better. They also asked me to take the lead with them to see if the fever had gone down. Tell me jokes to make me happy.
In the third class, I really can't hold on. Teacher Wang said to me with concern, "Go home and have a good rest. Let your parents take you to the hospital. You can stop doing your homework and get well as soon as possible!" I nodded, my nose was sour and my heart was like a five-flavor bottle, salty, sour, sweet, bitter and spicy. I don't know what that feels like.
I was about to pick up my kettle and coat when I was tidying up the things on the table. I didn't expect several students to answer it for me. I took the kettle and clothes and looked at them gratefully. When I was about to walk out of the classroom, my classmates looked at me with sympathetic eyes, as if to say, "Have a good rest!" " "And gently waved to me. I tried my best not to cry out loud, but the tears in my heart turned up. I walked out of the classroom in three steps and two steps, and suddenly there was a "brush" and tears poured out.
Walking on the way home, the kind words of teachers and classmates still seem to reverberate in my ears. At this time, I really realized how valuable the warmth of the group and the sincere friendship of the students are!