Later, when I saw that the paste was too thick, I would dilute it with an appropriate amount of boiling water. Father's time to eat should be the longest on the entire twenty-first floor. That's because my father had a small accident during his hospitalization, and coupled with the caution of the attending physician, the deadline for my father to eat by mouth was repeatedly delayed.

As I said before, when we came out of the operating room, we saw that my father was full of all kinds of tubes. Most of them are drainage tubes, which can guide out the blood and pus trapped in the patient's body after surgery, so as to effectively prevent the occurrence of various inflammations and complications. The fluid drained from the drains is usually either red or white. But just two days before my father was about to be able to eat by mouth, I noticed a black liquid in it.

During the attending physician's rounds, I reported the strange situation in a timely manner. The attending physician also felt very strange. I remember that at that time, he also told me to pinch the drainage tube when I had time, saying that it would be conducive to the discharge of waste fluid from my father's body. Unbeknownst to the attending physician, I made a bold guess that it might be because my father had beaten black rice cereal. Because the color in the drain is too similar to the color of the black rice cereal we eat. Who would have thought that this speculation of mine immediately aroused the great attention and nervousness of the attending physician.

Probably because my father and I were worried, the attending physician did not immediately explain the reason. It wasn't until my speculation was completely rejected that I learned that the attending physician suspected that my father's esophageal interface was leaking.

A few minutes after hearing my bold guess, the attending physician said solemnly, "Don't eat from your mouth these days without my permission." Can't drink even water? ”

I was feeling very strange at the time, because yesterday he had just informed us that we could drink some boiling water from our mouths first, and that with a little observation, it would be no surprise that we would be able to actually eat from our mouths tomorrow. But why is it that today, he has taken a total fasting order very seriously? Although I didn't understand it, I nodded very cooperatively when I saw the rare and unusually solemn look of the attending physician.

"Wait a while, remember to come to me to get a list (during the hospitalization, all the examinations are made by the doctor first, and then take the list directly to the relevant departments for examination, and the cost of the examination will be directly included in the hospitalization expenses), it is best to take a film today. The bed camera is being repaired, and if you're afraid of trouble, then wait until tomorrow. I guess it will be fixed tomorrow. ”

Considering that my father had a tube on him, and he had to have an infusion, it was very inconvenient to go up and down the stairs, so I still chose to wait. Fortunately, it didn't get to the next day, and the bed camera was repaired in the afternoon. I was also very lucky to get the film before I got off work at the hospital. Therefore, the next morning, when the attending physician was doing his rounds, he saw a film focusing on the father's esophageal anastomosis. After looking at it, the attending physician and his two assistants agreed that the anastomosis was good and there was absolutely no problem.

Why is there a black object in the drain? It is estimated that such a question has been circling in the minds of the attending physician at that time. To be on the safe side, the attending physician instructed, "Don't eat directly from your mouth these days." I'll prescribe you a potion later. You can go directly to the pharmacy of the inpatient department on the first floor and swipe the card (the magnetic card issued by the hospital when opening the inpatient surgery) to pick up the medicine. It was a small glass bottle, and when you brought it, you could ask the nurse to open it for you. After mixing it with a small amount of warm boiled water, it can be taken orally. ”

When I saw that the attending physician was about to leave, I immediately asked, "When to eat and how much at one time?" ”

"As soon as you get it, take it orally. Drink it all at once. ”

I don't like to procrastinate, and when the attending physician finished his rounds, I chased him and prescribed the potion, and then immediately went downstairs to get the medicine. It was a blue, almost blackened liquid, not very large, estimated to be about ten milliliters. After mixing it with about twice as much boiling water, its color was still very strong, and my father drank it in two or three sips. After drinking it, I could clearly see that my father's entire mouth had turned a thick blue.

I didn't stay with my father all the time, and according to my mother, my father's urine was blue that day. The next day, my father's drain was still black fluid. When the attending physician saw it, he was visibly relieved. However, he has always been cautious, and he does not think that he is foolproof. Again, the attending physician prescribed that purple liquid.

After my father took it again, there was no change in the color of the fluid in the drain. At this point, the attending physician explained to me that the previous tossing was all to test whether the esophageal anastomosis was leaking. The attending physician explained that from the films taken, they could actually already tell that the esophageal anastomosis was normal. But to be on the safe side, they tried it with that particular blue potion. If there is a leak, the color of the fluid in the drain will definitely turn blue. In both tests, the color of the fluid in the drain did not change, which fully proves that there is definitely no leakage problem at the esophageal anastomosis.

The doctor's explanation finally put my father and I at ease. However, the attending physician further said that it was supposed to be possible to eat directly now, but for the sake of safety, it was best to observe for another two days, so he hoped that we would continue to eat for a day or two. In this regard, the father not only did not show the slightest dissatisfaction, but on the contrary, he praised the attending physician for being prudent and reliable.

It was precisely because of this small accident that my father had four or five more days to eat than the average person. Actually, I knew that my father still wanted to eat directly through his mouth at that time. Imagine what it would be like if you didn't taste anything for 20 days. Therefore, when my father "ate" for the first time after surgery, it was a big boast! I understood my father very well at the time, because the "awakening" of the long-lost sense of taste must have been wonderful.

From the moment my father actually ate directly from his mouth, his diet changed again. I have the impression that there must be two foaming eggs every day (that is, raw eggs are mixed directly with water, and then heated and steamed). In the words of the attending physician, eggs are an essential protein supplement for the human body. Throughout the hospital stay, we added all the oil we added to the foaming eggs from the bed on the south side of the oil. From this, it is not difficult to see how deep the friendship we have formed with the young man's family.