Chapter 209: Hospitalization 3
Yan Muqing looked at the phone, it was Lu Anming calling, smiled at the round-faced pregnant woman, and picked up the phone.
"Hey"
"Hey, daughter-in-law, you went to get it" Lu Anming came back from shopping, and when he saw that the hospital bed in the corridor was empty, he asked anxiously.
"There is a hospital bed, I am in the big ward, this ward is separated from you by a wall" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Lu Anming walking in with a phone in one hand and a large bag with the other hand.
Standing at the door, he looked around, and saw Yan Muqing standing on the edge of the hospital bed, and took two steps.
"This is your husband, looking at the true spirit, you two are really talented and beautiful" After the round-faced pregnant woman saw Lu Anming, she was amazed by the couple's good looks, and praised them sincerely.
Yan Muqing just smiled and didn't answer.
"Daughter-in-law, there will be a hospital bed so soon, I thought I would have to wait for a while" Lu Anming walked in sweating profusely, and at the same time, a wave of heat brought in made Yan Muqing's arm have goosebumps.
"Ran out and bought it?" Yan Muqing turned out that the things in Lu Anming's hands were indoors with central air conditioning, all of which were at a constant temperature, and even if there were more things, they couldn't sweat so much.
"Yes, I just met an aunt who told me that the things here are expensive and of average quality, so she took me out to buy them, and she was very enthusiastic."
"By the way, I bought a piece of paper, I see you didn't bring paper, and I also bought a box of sugar-free biscuits, you can eat this when you add food"
Lu Anming leaned on the side of the bed, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked around again, a ward was full.
"Is there a meal order, an order, an order," at this time, a woman's voice came from the door of the ward.
"Let's go and ask, it's not realistic for me to bring you food" Lu Anming heard that there was an order, and hurriedly said to Yan Muqing.
"Okay, let's take a look," the two walked to the door of the ward.
"What's the food?" Lu Anming said to the middle-aged woman in a white coat.
"Take a look at the menu first, it's all there," he said, taking out a long folded piece of A4 paper from his pocket and handing it over.
Yan Muqing and Lu Anming got together and watched it.
There are many types, porridge, noodles, soup, rice, stir-fried vegetables, everything, the price is not expensive, and there is even a diabetes package.
But basically, they are all stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and there are also several kinds of meat dishes, which are estimated to be the kind with little meat and a lot of vegetables.
"Then order this package," Yan Muqing said, pointing to the diabetes package on the menu.
"Yo, you're also here to mix sugar" The eldest sister who ordered the meal was very enthusiastic and chatted a few words.
Yan Muqing learned from the mouth of the eldest sister that there are many people who come in today to adjust sugar, but they come early, and they basically live in small wards or double rooms.
Yan Muqing shrugged her shoulders helplessly, fortunately, she has a strong ability to adapt, and there are more people in the big ward, which is more boring, and the most important thing is to be able to communicate more about pregnancy.
After ordering the meal, Lu Anming helped clean it up again, and watched Yan Muqing eat dinner before leaving.
"I'll come over early tomorrow morning, I'll go back to the unit and the leader for a leave of absence, if I can't give a day, I'll ask for half a day, and accompany you for half a day every day, otherwise I won't worry about you being here" When waiting for the elevator, Lu Anming took Yan Muqing's hand and said.
This sentence made Yan Muqing very useful.
"Hmm" nodded slightly.
After sending Lu Anming away, Yan Muqing walked around the hall in front of the inpatient department.
The hard rule given by this doctor is that walking around more after eating is helpful for digestion and is of great help to the control of blood sugar in gestational diabetes.
There were benches on each side of the two walls in the hall, and on one of the benches sat an aunt in her fifties and sixties, next to a man about the same age as Yan Muqing, holding a baby in his arms, who seemed to have been born for a few days.
The baby slept peacefully in the man's arms, and from time to time he gagged his mouth and stuck out his tongue. Everywhere it looks, it's soft.
"It's so cute" Yan Muqing couldn't help but walk in front of the two, standing not far away, stretching out his head to look at the baby, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hung a gentle smile.
"You're about to give birth, too?" The one who accosted her was an aunt in her fifties and sixties, who looked like the child's grandmother.
"No, I'm still early, my blood sugar is high, I can't control it, let the hospital control my blood sugar" Yan Muqing looked down at her belly, which was much smaller than the pregnant women around her, and said.
"It's no big deal, my family has high blood pressure, so I don't let myself give birth, and I cut it. Oh, if you want me to say it's nothing, I'm guilty, my daughter-in-law can't get out of bed yet! Auntie's accent is relatively heavy, and Yan Muqing has to listen carefully to understand her words.
"Mom, you see you talking about this again, it's different from you back then, listen to the doctor, don't say this in front of my daughter-in-law, she doesn't want to do this," the man holding the baby hurriedly said to his mother.
As soon as I heard this, I felt that the man in front of me was a good one, knowing that it is not easy for a woman to get pregnant and give birth, and the most rare thing is to know how to help his daughter-in-law speak.
chatted with the two of them for a few more words, and finally, the baby waved his little hand to wake up, either hungry or urinating, and Yan Muqing left. Continue to circle the halls.
After walking for more than 20 minutes, Yan Muqing returned to the ward.
The door of the large ward was next to the nurse's station, and when she passed by the nurse's station, it was Nurse Xiao Zhou who stopped Yan Muqing.
"You're Yan Muqing from 35 beds, right?" Nurse Xiao Zhou has a good memory, but Yan Muqing's temperament makes it difficult not to remember.
Yan Muqing stopped when she heard the voice, turned around and stood in front of the platform in front of the nurse's station, "It's me, what's the matter with you?" ”
"Wait a minute," he said, looking down at something from the drawer.
"Here's for you" took out a bag of things and put them on the stage.
"There is a urine container here, and the time of urine reception is pasted on it, you go back and take a look, start monitoring blood sugar from tomorrow, and the diet for these two days will be according to the list given to you by Dr. Zhu, and you must remember it regularly and quantitatively" Nurse Xiao Zhou patiently introduced to Yan Muqing.
"Okay, thank you" Yan Muqing thanked him, took it and went back to the ward.
Because the visiting time had passed, the ward was quiet at this time, and except for his own bed, there were temporarily rented folding beds next to the other beds. She is the only one in the house who is making sugar, and the other pregnant women are waiting to give birth.
"You're back" The round-faced pregnant woman greeted Yan Muqing warmly when she saw Yan Muqing coming back.
"Yes, it's a turn outside" Yan Muqing glanced at it, and the person who accompanied her in bed was a middle-aged woman, neither of them was an authentic local accent, listening to the southern accent, it may have been a long time to come to the imperial capital, and the local accent has faded a lot, but the two still use the hometown dialect when they talk, and sometimes they grunt a lot, which feels like a foreign language.
"If you have time, just squint for a while, it's lively and ruthless in the middle of the night, maybe someone will start to have labor pains after a while, and you can't sleep at all" The round-faced pregnant woman said to Yan Muqing with her experience in the past few days.
"Ao, I can't sleep anyway, let's take a look first, I can also learn from my own experience" Yan Muqing smiled at her, and the middle-aged woman who accompanied the bed did not speak, but just nodded and smiled at Yan Muqing.
Yan Muqing lay on the bed for a while, then got up and went to wash, there were not many people washing at this time, and it didn't take long to wash up and go back to the ward.
As soon as I entered the ward, I saw a fetal heart rate monitor in front of the window of the round-faced pregnant woman, her bed had been shaken up by a third, leaning on the pillow, her chubby body was holding a big belly, and she felt that she couldn't breathe smoothly when she looked at it.
"Do you still have to do fetal heart rate monitoring so late?" Yan Muqing put away the toiletries and asked casually.
"I think I'm going to give birth, and my stomach is a little tight just now," the round-faced pregnant woman gasped and struggled.
"It's so fast, it's okay just now" Yan Muqing was a little surprised when she heard her say this, and it only took about ten minutes to wash herself, which was also a little faster.
"As soon as you went out, I felt that something was wrong, and the nurse said to do a fetal heart rate monitoring first, and see" After speaking, the two stopped talking, and the other pregnant women in the ward also lay quietly on the bed, or squinted and rested, or chatted quietly with the family members who accompanied the bed. The fetal heart rate monitor next to it also made a "knock" sound, is this the baby's heartbeat?
Yan Muqing, who has not done fetal heart rate monitoring, doesn't understand this too well.
"Hiss" was quiet for a while, and the round-faced pregnant woman next to her heard such a sound.
Yan Muqing quickly turned her head and glanced at her.
"Does it hurt?" Looking at her grinning appearance, Yan Muqing felt that it must be very painful.
"It's not too painful, it's just that my backache and my little stomach is tight for a while" frowned again after speaking, and tried his best to endure it.
"If you hurt, you can shout twice, everyone can understand" The other people in the hospital bed also nodded in agreement.
"It's okay, you can bear it now" Xu is pain was terrible, and her forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.
Yan Muqing has never experienced this kind of pain, looking at an adult's aching teeth, it must be more painful than measuring blood sugar needles, thinking about the scene when he was born, I don't know if I can stand it.
Just as I was thinking about it, my phone rang.
Swiped the screen, it was a message from Lu Anming.
[Daughter-in-law, how are you? 】
[It's nothing, I'm done washing, I'll start measuring blood sugar tomorrow] Yan Muqing said the situation after he left again.
[You pay attention to rest yourself, so many people live in one ward, it must be not good to rest, I will go over tomorrow morning]
After chatting for a while, a nurse walked in with a small box. walked to the hospital bed next to the door, looked at the case at the head of the bed, and confirmed the identity information with the pregnant woman, handed her a thermometer, and let her take her temperature.
[Don't say it, the nurse is here, and she wants to take her temperature] After sending it, she put away her mobile phone.
Yan Muqing also received a thermometer, put it under her armpit, and the nurse said to take it out and take a look at it in five minutes.
After clamping the thermometer, Yan Muqing lay back on the hospital bed and began to close her eyes and recuperate.
The softness and hardness of the hospital bed are moderate, but the pillow is not in line with Mu Qing's intentions, she is used to high pillows, and the pillows in the hospital are generally low, lying flat with a big belly, and she is a little breathing for a while. I thought that I would raise the head of the hospital bed a little after taking my temperature, and I would make do with this condition.
This night, as the round-faced pregnant woman said, she slept very unsteadily.