This is the first time I know that people's mood swings can be so severe that they can cause such serious situations.
A group of doctors were pressing on my chest as if they were impatient, and the noisy sounds around me sounded a little disturbing. I gradually felt that my vision began to become blurry, and there seemed to be a hole in the ceiling of the hospital, which was dark and dark.
It was so dark that it seemed like it could suck away the soul.
Someone was injecting something into my hand, and a rubber tube with a strange smell was forced into my throat. It was very uncomfortable, but...it didn't seem to matter.
"Charge 220 joules, get out of the way!" I was looking at the big black hole like a tunnel in a daze, and suddenly I felt a huge heat coming from my chest. The muscles all over my body tightened with this heat.
, even a strange cry accumulated in the throat that could not move at all.
"Okay, okay, ventricular tachycardia is restored, here we come." The words I didn't understand came again. The doctors spoke with a strong sense of relaxation in their tone this time, as if they had just completed something special.
The job is the same.
"Doctor Xu, go prepare for the surgery." Dr. Xiao Sun was making arrangements next to him. "His cranial pressure needs to be controlled immediately. It won't work like this."
"The amount of bleeding in his frontal lobe is a bit large. Simply removing the bone flap for decompression may not be effective..." Dr. Xu's voice sounded like a woman, and she was probably...about the same age as me?
"There is no other way now." Dr. Xiao Sun sighed, "It's better than doing nothing..." He paused and continued, shouting in the other direction, "Is Yuan Pingan back?
?Have you obtained the authorization?”
"You go to the operating room first." The middle management said, "After the authorization is obtained, I will inform you to remember to take your mobile phone."
I suddenly felt a cold sweat coming out of my back. Did I...did I almost die just now?
If I continued to look at that black tunnel, if I hadn't been violently burned... the more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. Although it didn't hurt or feel too uncomfortable at the time, I thought that I might be just a tiny bit away from death.
, that almost instinctive feeling of fear began to tear at my body. It even seemed to be tearing at my soul.
So scary, so scary... I, a pure man, would be so scared that I almost collapsed. Or maybe, in fact, the fear of this kind of thing has nothing to do with gender?
I was pushed into the operating room. Several people wearing masks shaved off the hair on my head, and exclaimed, "You can even see the dura mater."
This means, there is a hole in my head? What is the dura mater? Is there also a pia mater?
I shudder. Thinking about it makes me terrified.
"Say less." Another voice rang out, "If the patient becomes agitated and his blood pressure rises or the like becomes numb, you two should be prepared to deal with it."
"It's still being dealt with... I don't know if I have obtained the authorization from the hospital office, and the operation may not be possible." At first, a voice beside my head muttered something about dura mater, "Last time, Director Zhou went to pick me up at the airport.
Wasn’t it true that the patient who came here was unable to undergo surgery because of his family’s objections, and ended up dragging a living person to death?”
"Shut up! You're the only one who talks a lot." The other person didn't seem to be very interested in this topic. She lowered her voice and said, "This patient hasn't been anesthetized yet. What if he hears it?"
Yes, I heard it. I heard you talking bad about me!
"This man's coma index is three, and you've seen the film of brain damage, right? He has a contusion and laceration on his left frontal lobe. It's good that he can save his life. How could he wake up..." The person who muttered at the beginning Wei Wei is not too fond of this statement. "The best case scenario is that he is a vegetative state. Why bother?"
Hey, I can hear! I, listen, see! When I can speak, be careful, I will complain to you!
"That's what you're saying, why don't you give it a try and see who can give up?" Another one sighed, and I could even hear her sighing as the air spurted out from her mouth and nose, and then she made a slight sound when it was blocked by the mask. noise.
I started to feel pain again. The throbbing pain made me shout instantly. Of course, it was a shout without any noise. When I wanted to shout, my throat didn't cooperate at all. This feeling was simply the greatest torture in the world. .
"Why is your heart rate going up again?" The voice on the other end sounded a little irritated. It was a man's voice. "What did you two do?"
"Get ready." The female nurse who said I would never wake up stopped what she was doing, "I haven't touched the thread."
"The heart rate has risen to 120." He came over to look at me, leaned next to my ear and asked loudly, "Sir, can you hear me? Sir? Do you know where you are?"
It hurts so much! It’s noisy! My ears hurt! I...I can hear it! I hurt so much that I just wanted to curse, but I still couldn’t make any sound. The grandson lay down and put his ear close to my mouth, as if he wanted to listen. See if I can still speak. The black and white spectacles are dangling in front of me. You...you should fucking look at me! I shook my eyeballs up and down desperately, trying to attract other people's attention. But It's a pity that no one saw it.
"Maybe it's because of the pain..." The doctor wearing zebra-colored striped glasses muttered a few words, then turned around and fetched something elsewhere. I could probably hear the sound of him opening something, but what I saw in my sight was completely Can't see what he is doing.
"That should be enough." After a while, the doctor with zebra glasses let out a sigh of relief, "We have to prepare for anesthesia anyway, so just treat it as analgesia in advance."
Pain relief? You call this pain relief? I feel like my brain is starting to hurt. I don’t know what kind of medicine this grandson gave me. What about the pain relief that was promised? It’s obviously still hurting!
I cursed in my head desperately, and after about a minute or two, a strange feeling suddenly surged up from all over my body.
What is this... Why do I feel so comfortable, and even have a feeling of happiness? Well... I felt it carefully again, this feeling should be called "no more pain".
It doesn’t hurt anymore…is this such a happy thing?
The pain disappeared, and I even felt that the world had become better. It was only at this moment that I realized how much pain I had suffered before.
After being tense for a long time, people suddenly relax, and fatigue and sleepiness crowd out the remaining space. I looked at the dazzling shadowless lamp in front of me and fell into a deep sleep.
I hope I can still wake up.
I...I want to live.
I woke up slowly. The unfamiliar ceiling was surrounded by important-looking instruments. These strange things with milky white shells were ticking, declaring themselves in a very intuitive and rude way that I was important.
.
I was surrounded by these strange things, but the situation did not improve. I still couldn't move a finger. In addition to opening my eyes and blinking slowly, my eyes could also move up or down.
I suddenly remembered what the two nurses said before I fell asleep.
No way? I felt clammy on my back, as if I had been frightened into a cold sweat. My family refused the doctor’s suggestion to have surgery on me?
They...they chose to let me lie here waiting to die?
No, no, no, there must be something wrong. I'm trying to calm down my emotions, trying to calm down my nervousness. We have lived together for so many years, they will definitely not watch me die, right?
They... my parents... they... they...? My thinking gradually stopped and solidified, and then I realized a huge problem.