"I'm so hungry!" I waited all morning, anxious and scared.

"If you insist, Director Zhao will be back soon."

"18 beds, let's insert a urinary catheter." It's really inadvertent. I saw a nurse walking in with a cart.

"Didn't you give anesthetics first and then insert a urinary catheter?" It was said on the Internet that the anesthetic should be injected first.

The little nurse ignored me, and her hands moved faster.

"Take off your pants."

It seems that there is no escape. I took a deep breath and pulled my pants back to my ankle.

I really don't know how to insert it, and where it was inserted, but I feel a lot of discomfort and a little pain.

"Let's go." Another doctor came in.

Walk? Let me walk to the operating room on my own?

"Don't have a bed? I watched TV all the time lying down and being pushed in. "I'm dying.

"No, you're in good condition, just walk by yourself." She smiled and led the way.

"Two packs of salt, two puerperal pads, a pile of knife paper, and a girdle, all of them, right?" The little nurse asked him behind me.

"With me."

"Another puerperal pad on the hospital bed."

He moved quickly, and after finishing the paving, he trotted two steps to catch up.

"Our mom is waiting for you at the elevator." He whispered to me.

Due to the epidemic, only one person is allowed to accompany the nurse during the hospitalization and cannot be changed in the middle of the hospitalization. So most of them chose their husbands like me. My mom was lost for a long time.

"Are you scared?" These were the first things my mom said to me.

"I'm afraid." I said.

"Don't be afraid, it's up to you to go into the operating room in a while, you have to be strong. Only when you are strong, you will have the desire and wisdom to survive in case of emergency. "She cheered me up.

"Uh-huh, okay." Survival? Yes, cesarean section is always an operation. Amniotic fluid embolism, massive bleeding, infant bleeding due to umbilical cord detachment... These horrific situations played out in my mind like a back-and-forth.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." I thought in my heart.

The three of us followed the doctor down from the fifth floor to the second floor, and then to the door of the operating room.

"I'm in." I really wanted to cry, but I couldn't, when I cried, I was deflated, and I was afraid that I would not be able to pretend to be calm anymore.

"Okay, you must tell yourself to be strong!" My mother's voice was distinctly crying.

I turned my back to her, nodded vigorously, and waved at them.

With a "bang", the door at the back slammed shut. I took a deep breath, held my stomach, and walked forward with little difficulty.

"The urethral tube is really a leg." I complained silently in my heart.

"It's cold." I finally entered the operating room, and my body began to shake uncontrollably. My nervousness was at its peak.

"Here, I need to sign here." A doctor handed me a piece of paper and a pen.

I did read it from beginning to end, but I couldn't remember it later.

I could feel my hand shaking violently.

"Take your clothes off."

"All off?"

"Yes."

I looked around and there were five or six paramedics standing here, two of whom were men.

"Forget it, let it out." My heart is crossed, now is not the time for hypocrisy.

"Lie down."

My movements were very clumsy, and every time I moved, I would pull the urinary catheter underneath, which was very uncomfortable.

"Now it's time to start anesthetic, curl up, yes, curl up hard."

I lay on my side, holding my legs in front of my chest as best I could.

"Does it hurt? I'm cowardly. ”

"Don't be afraid. You are braver than all of us. None of us had that major surgery. "The little nurse next to me saw the scar on my chest.

"At that time, I was young, I was not sensible, and I didn't know how to be afraid." Yes, I was only six years old when I had heart surgery, and I was really brave at that time.

"It's okay, it's going to be a little painful and numb at first, but it's getting better slowly." The little nurse warmly comforted.

Then I felt the needle go into my spine. Because of my scoliosis, the anesthesiologist kept adjusting the angle and I heard the sound of needles rubbing against the bones.

"It's almost right, don't rush." The anesthesiologist seemed to be comforting himself.

Suddenly, my right leg bounced up in disobedience.

"Ouch," I cried out.

"Which leg is it?"

"Right leg." I try to keep my voice as calm as possible.

The anesthesiologist touched my spine and adjusted the angle slightly, and soon my legs were unconscious.

"You can't feel your legs now, and after a while of anesthesia, your stomach will slowly lose sensation here." The doctor closed the curtain around my waist.

"Okay."

Before I could finish speaking, I felt a cotton ball on my stomach.

"Do you still feel it here?" She pressed against my lower abdomen.

"Yes."

"Yes? Is it the feeling of numbness? She couldn't believe it.

"It's cool." I answer in the affirmative.

"Okay, then wait a little longer."

After a few more minutes, she picked up the cotton ball again and wiped it, and this time she didn't feel the cold in her lower abdomen, but she could still feel it around her belly button, so I told the doctor.

"It's okay, it'll spread in a while." This time it's a male doctor.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Twenty-fifty."

"Yo, I can really hit it by mistake and cut it out in the auspicious time that my father calculated."

"What time did your dad count?"

"After three o'clock."

"That's fine."

In the middle of this chat, my stomach was sliced open. I tilted my head, feeling sleepy.

Suddenly, a female voice came from my ear: "Now that the baby is going to be taken out of your belly, you may feel pulled, but there will be no pain." ”

"Okay." I felt a pair of large strong hands squeezing the baby downward, and the pulling sensation followed.

"It hurts." I couldn't help but scream.

"Pain? It shouldn't be. ”

Suddenly, the pain disappeared and my stomach was empty. My baby is born!

"Sure enough, it's a sail-shaped placenta, and the umbilical cord is a little short." It was Director Zhao's voice, and I don't know when she entered the operating room.

I was glad in my heart, glad that I followed Director Zhao's advice at that time and did not insist on a smooth delivery. The sail placenta is special in that the umbilical cord is not tied to the placenta, but is connected to the placenta by several thin blood vessels. If the umbilical cord is relatively short, the traction will cause the umbilical cord to fall off, which will cause the fetus to bleed, and soon it will be life-threatening, and it is almost too late to rescue. So for the sake of insurance, Director Zhao suggested that I cut it.

"2.8 kilograms, 49 centimeters. 15:04 minutes. With a loud cry, I heard the numbers.

"Boys and girls?" Throughout the pregnancy, he and I refused to use any means to find out the sex of the fetus. In our hearts, both men and women are the best arrangement.

"Girl, I'll hold you for confirmation later."

I nodded, and it wasn't long before I saw a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes, and it turned out to be my baby!

"Mom came and took a look to confirm the gender."

"It's a girl." I held on to keep myself from falling asleep.

"Come on, kiss the baby."

I pursed my mouth, but I felt that her face was soft and tender.

"What a white baby!" The doctor exclaimed.

"We're going to take the baby out for further check-ups."

I suddenly got nervous. Is there anything wrong with your baby's intestines? Will she be able to have a bowel movement within 24 hours? I was anxious, and suddenly a voice came from the upper right: "The baby has been born, I will give you a tranquilizer now, and you can sleep." ”

I let out an "um" and fell asleep. I don't know how long it took me to feel like I was gliding through a colorful and bizarre tunnel. It's like the enclosed bucket slide in a water park, and I sit in it, and it's not only fast, but also has a lot of turns.

"Where is this? What am I doing here? I think I was giving birth. What about my child? Who took my baby away? No, I'm going to get out! "I struggled, and then I saw a surgical searchlight overhead. I woke up.

"I feel so weird." It sounds so empty.

"What's so strange?" I don't know who asked.

"I feel ... Well... How to say it ... Stupefied. ”

"Hahaha." They laughed at me. "You can sleep a little longer."

"Hmm... Soon I fell asleep again. I woke up again and was shaken by the nurse.

"Don't sleep, go back to the ward and sleep again. Be sure to stay awake. Can't sleep, can't sleep. ”

"Hmm... I did my best to support my heavy eyelids. I don't know how many turns I turned, and I saw him and my mother.

"I'm so sleepy." My memory began to go out of the way. It seems that he was still muttering to them on the elevator one second, and the next second he returned to the ward and was carried back to his bed by three people.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." My voice must have been a lot like that of a little ant, because afterwards he said that he didn't hear my sincere thanks at all.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard him cry out happily: "Hey, let's Paula!" Pulled a big bubble! ”

When will my baby return to the ward? Pulled? Pulled so quickly? Does that mean there is nothing wrong with our gut? I had a lot of questions to ask, but I was too sleepy to organize the language clearly, so I had to follow my instincts and fall asleep.

"Let's talk about it when we wake up."