Father's recipes are not set in stone. From the original soup type, it has become the current paste type. I can't remember exactly what it was, but it was about seven or eight days after the operation, but the attending physician who made rounds in the morning still said with a smile: "From today onwards, the injected food can be appropriately thickened!" ”

"Oh," I replied, and then asked suspiciously, "Excuse me, Director So-and-so, I don't know, how to be thick?" ”

"The soy milk machine knows, right?" The attending physician asked rhetorically.

"Yes!" I didn't know why, but I answered anyway.

"It's like beating soy milk, breaking the food into a paste. As long as it's not so thick that you can't inject it with a syringe. The attending physician patiently explained.

I nodded very cooperatively.

Seeing this, the attending physician continued: "At first, you can use only rice, add some black rice, corn kernels, etc. and stir together. If there are no adverse reactions after the injection, then you can add some green vegetables, fruits and the like later. After that, you can also add some shredded meat, fish and the like. If you want to add fish, it is best to cook the fish first, then take the fish with fewer bones on the belly, and make sure that all the bones are removed before adding it to the mix. Anyway, no matter what you put in, try to break it a little bit. In this way, on the one hand, it is convenient for injection, and on the other hand, it is also conducive to digestion and absorption. From now on, two syringes will be injected at a time, and the speed of injection will not change. It is precisely because the amount of injections has increased and the quality of the injected food has also improved, so in the future, only one injection every two hours will be required. Did you hear it all? ”

"Clear!" I replied in the affirmative, "Thank you!" "This is a heartfelt thanks. Compared to the attending physician on the south bed, we were noticeably more attentive. I knew that under the careful guidance of the attending physician, my father would inevitably recover at a faster pace.

After the attending physician left, my father once again spared no effort to praise his attending physician. In this regard, what is on the bed in the south is not only recognition, but more envy.

Since the attending physician on the south side bed had little explanation about the matter of feeding, the young man and his mother were at a loss at first. And it is precisely because they did not eat much that there was a later incident of sodium supplementation through external forces. In fact, their attending physician is not just sodium supplementation, in the words of the attending physician, that is, you don't eat anyway, so you have to rely on me. On the same day of sodium supplementation, the attending physician increased the nutrient solution from one to two. Without nutrition, how can you recover quickly? In the words of the attending physician, I am doing this all for your own good!

Originally, when one bottle of nutrient solution was lost, it almost took a whole day, but now it has suddenly increased to two bottles, and if you want to hang up in the same time, the only way is to "increase the input speed". Don't forget, it was late spring, but the climate was still a bit cool. The nutrient solution in the infusion bottle is cold, cold! Unlike normal eating, these nutrient solutions do not pass through the mouth to chew and warm, but directly enter the small intestine through the nutrient tube in the nasal cavity (it is said to lead to the small intestine, of course, as for the small intestine or stomach, I have not been able to figure it out until now). Slowly, in small amounts, the human body may be able to withstand it. But now the speed of input has suddenly doubled, and a large amount of cold liquid is surging in, and over time, how can a patient who has just undergone surgery who is already weak be able to withstand it?

The answer to this question is self-evident. The young man's father cried out that night with a stomachache. It didn't take long for me to start pulling up my stomach. The only benefit of diarrhea may be to prove that the patient's stomach and intestines are clear. For the rest, there is only endless suffering. The patient was in pain, and the father of the young man, who was already in pain, was tossed by the "unlucky" stomach, and almost immediately reached the verge of mental breakdown; The patient's family was in pain, not long after he came out of the intensive care unit, the young man's father was not only full of tubes, but also couldn't get out of bed and walk around, so he could only pull on the hospital bed. The rest of the room was in pain, and the young man's father was drawn again and again with a foul smell, and you think of how strange and unbearable it would be to have to raise your hand to cover your nose from time to time while you are busy with the patient.

Before the second half of the night, the young man in a fit of anger completely turned off the nutrient solution. At that time, there was still more than half of the second bottle of nutrient solution. But the funny thing is that the next morning, the nurses and ladies brought two more bottles of nutrient solution. At that time, the young man's family really wanted to cry without tears!

With such a stark contrast, I think you won't doubt that my gratitude is genuinely genuine. Of course, in the case that we are inseparable from the south bed, our attending physician's instructions are actually the instructions of the south bed. So, in addition to envy, the south bed also had a bit of joy in his heart. Because, at last, they know what kind of food to inject next.

I called my sister who was in charge of logistics almost immediately. So, at nine o'clock in the morning, my father's recipe was officially hearty.

However, the scale of the so-called "as long as it is not so thick that it cannot be injected with a syringe" is still quite difficult to grasp. From our point of view, we always want to make it as thick as possible so that it will be more nutritious after the injection. But how thick it is, the syringe can't be pushed, and it is definitely impossible to figure out without actual operation. Due to the different division of labor, I have a lot of experience in cooking, and I never handle cooking, and my sister, who is responsible for preparing food for my father, has not had even one experience of cooking. Therefore, mistakes in the specific operation process become inevitable.

I remember that night, I was on duty. I brought my father's food for the night. I already felt the difficulty when I used the syringe to extract, but since I could still pull it, I didn't care much. In the middle of the night, as the lights were bright, I struggled to push the syringe, but I kept an eye on the joint between the syringe and the feeding tube, and as soon as I found it loose, I immediately reattached it. But in the second half of the night, I may not be very focused because of fatigue, and secondly, it may be because the light is dim (no one has an infusion at night, so except for the floor lamp, the other lights are turned off). When I pushed the syringe harder, the syringe suddenly separated from the feeding tube. With a "poof", under strong pressure, the food in the syringe was sprayed far away, and it was thrown forward in a straight line. Not only his father's quilt, but even the quilt of the young man's father on the bed in the south also suffered.