This morning, in addition to looking at the infusion bottle and keeping an eye on my father's expression, I had one more task, which was to remind him to cough twice from time to time. Although my father said that he was strong and would never snort, in fact, I could see that my father still had some scruples about the pain that came from his whole body. Therefore, my father's cough seemed to me to be gentle all morning. If it is measured by the standard of the attending physician, it is not up to standard. It may be that my father's cough can dilate the lungs a little, but he must not cough up fluid in the lungs. Because, my father couldn't cough anything out from the beginning to the end.

Of course, I couldn't rant at my father anymore, but my father's cough was so ineffective that I couldn't help but worry about it. While I am doing my best, I have been thinking hard about how to solve it.

To be precise, I haven't had much rest for two days and two nights, but because of the deep worry in my heart, I still maintain a state of excitement even when I should be depressed.

The difference between today and yesterday is that today is not just an infusion. The nurse asked me to go outside and get another stand, and then hung a porridge-shaped yellow glass bottle on it. Subsequently, one of the two tubes on his father's nose was connected to the glass bottle. The speed at which the bottle drops down is adjusted relatively slowly, in the words of the nurse, it may feel uncomfortable and even cause abdominal pain and diarrhea. Therefore, we are reminded that we must not adjust the speed on our own. I asked, and only then did I find out that the porridge-shaped yellow glass bottle contained a nutrient solution. The nurse repeatedly told him not to eat anything from his mouth without the doctor's instructions. Perhaps it is because they can't eat that they use the so-called nutrient solution to supplement the nutrients needed by the human body. The nurse said that if you feel really thirsty, you can use a syringe to inject a little warm water from the tube where the nutrient solution was given. After the injection is completed, the nutrient solution must be continued. Alternatively, if the nutrient solution is too thick to drip down, you can also rinse the nasal tube with a small amount of warm water.

In the morning, I did not give my father warm water because there was no doctor's order. Fortunately, while infusion and nutrient solution, my father did not appear thirsty.

It wasn't until my brother-in-law came over for lunch that I still couldn't come up with a good solution to my cough. After telling my brother-in-law to keep reminding my father of the cough, I went to my sister's house for lunch.

During the meal, I told my sister and wife about my worries. When my sister and wife heard this, they also understood the seriousness of the situation. Therefore, I tried my best to persuade my father to comfort my heart.

After eating, I threw my worries and worries on my sister and wife for a while, and climbed onto the bed very tired. As soon as the spirit relaxed, the whole person immediately became confused. I don't even know how I fell asleep. This time, of course, it was not because it was difficult to sleep, but on the contrary, it was due to the speed at which I fell asleep. However, because I was worried about my father's care at night, I didn't sleep too long. But, even so, when I woke up, I felt refreshed for a while.

Grunt got up, ate dinner as fast as he could, washed his face and feet, and hurried to the hospital.

Seeing me coming, my brother-in-law, who was watching TV, went home. It seems that the brother-in-law, like his mother, does not have sufficient awareness of the possible dangers during the infusion. When I have the chance, I will definitely remind and remind.

It was nearly ten o'clock before my brother-in-law came to the hospital again. When I arrived at the hospital, my brother-in-law immediately asked me to rest first. Pushing the extra bed at the grandmother's house in the north, I slept with my clothes first. Maybe it's because of the coughing and ** sounds in the room, or the harsh creaking of the bed when I turn over, or maybe it's because I just slept in the afternoon, anyway, I barely slept for more than two hours. However, closing your eyes can also be regarded as raising your mind.

Because I couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning, I simply got up at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. My brother-in-law only pushed it off a little, and when he saw that I insisted, he didn't say anything more and lay down on the extra bed to rest very tiredly.

I know, it's another overnight infusion tonight. The young man's father did not continue the infusion tonight, except for the nasal tube to deliver the nutrient solution. So, I guess tomorrow night, my father won't need an infusion.

Probably because he didn't sleep well the day before yesterday, and at about one o'clock in the morning, the young man's father fell asleep very rarely. As he fell asleep, the coughing and ** sounds that had filled the ward for a long time disappeared. An unusually rare quiet situation has finally appeared. It's a pity that it's my brother-in-law who is sleeping now. For me, the dead of night is even more painful. Because, with the noise distracting, at least I don't feel too sleepy.

I had to brace my spirits. At this time, I noticed that the head of the young man on duty at the same time as me was already bouncing up and down. The head suddenly fell, and the young man was suddenly surprised. The sleepy-eyed young man looked at his father again. After making sure that his father was really asleep, the young man simply lay on the edge of the bed.

I really envy the young man, because his father didn't need an infusion at night. Without worrying about adverse drug reactions, he was certainly able to sleep peacefully. But I can't, because my father is still on infusions, and it's all night. With a sigh in his heart, he had to fight his spirit again and continue to devote himself to the arduous work of guarding with twelve points of care.

It was a lonely morning, because I was the only one in the entire ward. The mentality of people is really strange, when I have trouble sleeping, I feel that the noise formed by coughing and ** sounds so annoying; When I insisted on guarding in the early hours of the morning, I missed the noisy sound, but unfortunately there was no free coffee called the noisy sound at that time. At this moment, I was really scared of the sleep-friendly silence. I was afraid that I would fall asleep unconsciously like a young man; I fear irreparable consequences for my own negligence...... Fortunately, the trembling mentality has kept me struggling to support until the sky is bright, and until everyone gets up one after another.

Finally, I breathed a great sigh of relief, I knew that even if I took a little nap or something, there would be someone else, at least my brother-in-law would definitely be able to find the problem in time. Although I was sleepy and relaxed with my mind, there was no place to sleep at this time. Because, soon, the logistics staff will come over to clean up. Even the extra bed at the grandmother's house, which was not delivered, had been put away and placed in a hidden corner.