Author's profile.At the end of 2021, fate played a joke on me. I always thought that there was nothing wrong with my body, but when I patiently completed the last color ultrasound examination, I was told that the results of the examination on both sides of your neck were not very good, and it was recommended to go to a specialized hospital for further examination.Pseudonym: Desert Snowfall.
Gender: Female. City: Lanzhou.
Hobbies: travel, literature.
And the thyroid thing: At the end of 2021, a thyroid nodule was detected in the body, and it was determined that surgery was needed in the Gansu Provincial Cancer Hospital**, and he was hospitalized for hemirectomy of the thyroid gland at the end of December.
Hearing this, I chuckled in my heart, and my heart rose to my throat: "What's the situation?"."In the past, the annual physical examination was like going through the motions, and after the examination, it was fine, so that everyone felt that the physical examination was useless. It seems that I was still young at that time, and I didn't pay enough attention to physical examinations.
After a re-examination and follow-up in a hurry, I went to two hospitals, and the doctors unanimously concluded that the thyroid nodule is grade 4b, which is most likely malignant and requires surgery**.
Mom, I think I've been living for 40 years, and I haven't had a knife on my body. I used to see all kinds of news about AI, and I always felt that this was very far away from me, but I never expected that I would win the lottery like winning the lottery.
Calling my mother thousands of miles away, I broke down and cried. After I calmed down, I told myself that I had to do what I had to do, and that if I was sick, I would have to be cured!
As a novice medical scientist, I started to go online to learn about the causes of thyroid AI. What food safety, family genetics, personal life and rest .....
Dizzy, no matter, listen to the doctor's words obediently** is the best policy. I called my dad and told him about the inspection. After some comfort, my father hurried to my house, and couldn't help but sigh, in this world, my father and mother are the best for me!
Next, I made an appointment for hospitalization and was admitted to the hospital with a large bag. I didn't know how crowded the hospital was until I got sick, and it took an hour to queue up to get in. Preoperative examination, blood drawing, electrocardiogram, color ultrasound, CT, and all kinds of needles were pricked.
It took two days to complete all the tests, and the third day was set for surgery. The day before the operation, it is forbidden to eat or drink after 10 p.m. I usually have a big grin, but I couldn't sleep all night the night before the surgery.
People say that the body is born and receives from parents, and I am inexplicably about to lose some of the things that my parents have given. Now that I think about it, that night was the longest night I've ever had, looking forward to the dawn sooner, and feeling a little afraid.
I finally waited until the duty ** turned on the light to patrol the bed, and I put on a surgical gown and sat on the bed, looking forward to it, but also faintly uneasy. It feels like a student who is about to face a big exam, and he doesn't know what kind of answer sheet he will hand in.
I waited until two o'clock in the afternoon, and all my anxiety turned into waiting, and whenever I saw the wheelchair coming from the elevator door, I thought to myself, it must have been me.
Finally, my name was called, and I let out a long breath, it was time for me to go to war. On the way to the operating room in a wheelchair, I felt like I was being escorted to the execution ground. Seeing the cold iron door of the operating room reminds me of how I was pushed in eight years ago when I gave birth.
It's just that at that time, he entered his own main battlefield, and tried his best to give birth to a small life. I still admire myself very much, as an elderly mother, I have escaped the pain of being stabbed. And now my mind is full of the idea of "man is a sword, I am a fish".
When I entered the operating room, I was moved from a wheelchair to a transport bed, put a surgical cap on my head, and lay straight and did not dare to move. Without glasses, I was dazzled to see the doctor in a dark green surgical gown walking around, washing his hands by the sink and having a happy conversation. I silently wondered, is it my turn soon?
Sure enough, it didn't take long for me to be pushed into the operating room by a doctor. The doctor told me to move my body to the operating table, and I was a little nervous and overwhelmed.
I was lying on the operating table, wrapped in a ring of bright lights above my head, and it felt like I was in heaven at that moment. The doctor started injecting anesthetic into my left ankle and the pain pulled me back to reality. After a few shocks to my left arm, I was unconscious.
It was already 4 hours after I woke up, and I was pushed back to the hospital room after being woken up. An electrocardiogram (ECG) detection instrument was plugged into his body, and his family was arranged to wake up every ten minutes for four hours.
In the ward, I hadn't fully woken up from the anesthetic, I just felt sleepy, and I tried to open my eyes, and my brain went blank. When I woke up again, it was about four or five o'clock in the morning, and I woke up with urine.
Although I prepared a toilet in bed in advance, my environmental stress requirements were too high, and I couldn't pee out of bed anyway. stayed up until seven o'clock, and the patrol bed ** turned on the light and came in to unplug the ECG monitoring instrument. I was finally able to go to the bathroom, and at that moment, I was so happy, so excited, and I felt like I had won the award.
I was able to eat and drink normally the day after the surgery, and I still had a drain hanging from the incision on my neck, and at that moment I felt so pitiful, was I also a disabled person?
Dressing change, moxibustion, hot compress and various postoperative conditioning, because I have slight numbness in my limbs after surgery, I have to infuse two bottles of glucose and calcium every day.
After the surgery, I started to take medicine according to the doctor's instructions, 1+3 tablets a day. Just in time for the New Year's Day holiday, I stayed in the hospital for three more days.
The day I was discharged from the hospital was the first day of work after the holiday, and when I saw the huge team of inpatients coming one after another, I sighed: the hospital is the battlefield of the new era, and the doctor is the soldier.
After the operation, there was a six- or seven-centimeter scar on my neck, and I joked to myself: I don't usually like to wear necklaces, but this is good, and I don't need to take them when I wear them.
People say that health is priceless, life is priceless, and everything is precious when it is lost. I would like to quote a sentence to encourage all patients: except for life and death, everything else in life is abrasions.
We can't know which will come first, tomorrow or the accident, and everyone in life is all bruises except life and death. Be positive, optimistic, and brave in the face of what has happened, continue to love life, enrich yourself, and enjoy life!- Desert snowfall.This article** is from Photo.com (authorized).