I knew from my family’s averted eyes and unnatural smiles that I didn’t have a good disease, despite their efforts to weave a beautiful lie. I didn’t expect things to develop so quickly. It’s been just over a month since I got sick, and I guess it won’t be long before I die. I still expected that a miracle would happen. I had fluid in my abdomen, and my stomach was so bloated that I looked like a pregnant woman. Not to mention eating, even a sip of water, even a drop of water on the lips, will cause full abdominal cramps. My family did not dare to eat in front of me for fear that I would crave food. I have an appetite, but if I eat even a little, I will be rewarded. Thinking about how picky I used to be, is this retribution for my previous picky eating? It hurts to let out a loud fart. A fart is my biggest wish. A stream of air is about to reach the anus, and my heart bursts with joy. It is indecent to fart in public, so I held my breath, tightened my belly, and released my anus – no more, the airflow suddenly disappeared without a trace. I also have fluid in my left chest cavity and can only lie on my back or on my left side. My left ear was about to wear out and it hurt like hell. To get comfortable with my ear, I had to pay the price of chest tightness. Nearly dying, I realized what happiness is: health is happiness! Step back, can eat, drink, sleep is also happiness! A million steps back, a loud fart is okay! Looking at the hospital cleaners, I envy them. If I am healthy, I can work in any job, even in the most remote and backward mountainous areas.