Our attending physician seems to be quite cautious in his work. For a long time after my father started eating by mouth, the feeding tube in his nostrils remained. I listened to the attending physician because I was afraid that if there was any repetition, I would save my father from inserting a nasal cannula again in great pain. Perhaps his intentions were understandable, but they annoyed his father. Because, the father of the young man, who had surgery only one day earlier than his father, had already come over to remove the nutrient tube from his nose. "It's really, when you eat or swallow saliva, it rolls around in your throat. Hate to death! "My father complained from time to time." Why hasn't everyone pulled it out, why don't I pull it out? "My bad-tempered father sometimes roars." Ask, when the hell is this damn pipe pulled? "My father sometimes had no choice but to ask for help." What kind of bullshit doctor, is this nasty tube a baby, why do you insist on staying on me? "My father, who lost his patience, would also loudly rebuke the attending physician. Fortunately, my father did not completely lose his mind, so he was just scolding behind his back. Otherwise, it is a little difficult to imagine what the attending physician will be angry about.

In addition to the nasal cannula, my father had a lung drain hanging from his body all the time. The lung drains and the drainage bags attached to them can be a little inconvenient, but they are by no means as uncomfortable as the feeding tubes. Therefore, the father is not as resistant to them as he is to the nutrition tube. Every time he exercised in the hallway, my father always calmly put the drainage bag connected to the drainage tube in his jacket pocket.

In fact, we have seen that tall and thin old man more than once. It's just that this old man's personality seems to be more withdrawn and never talks to anyone. That time, I don't know what happened, and I talked about him with my father.

"This old man seems to have been here for a long time." Father said with some uncertainty.

"No, I think there seems to be a lot of fluid in his drainage bag!" I replied in a questioning tone. The basic wisdom is that the longer the surgery, the less bruises, fluids, etc. will flow out of the drain.

"If I remember correctly, I think I saw him when I first arrived." My father was clearly opposed to my common-sense judgment.

"It shouldn't be! Dad, if he's been in the hospital for about the same amount of time as you, then I'm sure he won't have that much in his drainage bag! Dad, think about it, you prolonged your hospital stay because of fluid accumulation in your lungs. But even now, you don't have as much fluid in the drainage bag as he does. "I don't know why, but that time I was like I had fallen into an evil spirit.

"Stinky boy, do you suspect that I am wrong!" The father muttered dissatisfiedly.

"It's not that I doubt it. It's just that it doesn't make sense! I replied without backing down.

"Okay, let's get someone to ask. You're not old and dizzy! I don't believe I'm looking at the wrong person! Father said confidently.

Who to ask? When we were in a dilemma, we saw an acquaintance. This person is the old man who ate so-and-so (place name) small wontons before encouraging his father to do it last time. He's an absolute veteran on the twenty-first floor. Because he was a diabetic patient, the scar did not heal after surgery for esophageal cancer, so he has been living here. It is said that this old man has been living on the twenty-first floor for almost half a year. Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a senior.

"Who are you talking about?" This one is still so zealous.

When we finished talking about the man's characteristics, he suddenly said, "Oh, that's what you're talking about!" ”

"What? Do you know him well? Father asked, slightly excited. It seems that my father's competitive spirit is quite strong.

"Familiar, not to talk about. However, I have lived here for a short time, and I still know a little bit about this withdrawn old man. "Completely different from my father, this guy seems to be proud of being hospitalized for a long time.

"Of course we know that, otherwise how could we ask you?" Hearing me say this, the old man looked even more proud. Who thinks that my words changed suddenly. "Still, can you say less nonsense! I think it's better for you to tell us about him directly. "I still have some grudges in my heart for the fact that he inappropriately tricked my father into eating small wontons.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, he inevitably looked a little angry. Because, being reprimanded by a junior is not a beautiful thing. However, his self-cultivation was not bad, and he quickly suppressed the anger in his heart. Glancing at me, he turned his back to me (I know, he was demonstrating to me. That's so obvious that I won't tell you! As long as he spoke, then I didn't care at all about his non-lethal method of revenge), and then said to his father, "Anyway, when I came to the hospital, this person was already here. It is said that he has been in the ward for more than a year. I don't know what's wrong, anyway, the fluid in the body has not been able to drain up. So he stayed like this. ”

"And how long will he have to live?" Hearing this, my father asked nervously.

"I don't know. But it looks like we'll have to live for a long time. However, he seems to have the town's medical insurance, and he is reimbursed much more than us. Living here, it doesn't cost much for a day. Otherwise, but the medical expenses for this year are not affordable for ordinary people. ”

"Yes! It's really dark here. actually 'trapped' people here for more than a year! My father said with a heavy heart, and then walked to the ward in an unusually low mood.

On the way back to the ward with my father, I had a bad feeling in my heart. Sure enough, after this conversation, my father became extremely irritable. The lung drainage tube, which I didn't care much about, has become a thorn in my father's side and a thorn in my flesh.

"Hurry up and ask, when the hell is this damn tube pulled?" As soon as he returned to the ward, his father asked with some eagerness.

"It should be soon." I replied disapprehantly.

"What should be soon? Didn't you see it just now, the man has been living here for almost a year, and he hasn't pulled it out. ”

I heard the worry in my father's words, so I comforted, "Dad, your situation is different from his. As you saw just now, more than half of his drainage bag had already flowed in just one day's work. And, there is hardly a drop in your drainage bag at the end of the day, and the drainage bag is only changed once every two or three days these days! ”

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