Looking at the patients, the smile is like being stuck in the throat, how can not laugh, three days, we try to adjust the mood, but always unconsciously infected by the surrounding things.
Originally, I thought that now the medical equipment, hospitalization environment and other aspects should have been very good, but just walked into the intensive care ward, a strong smell of medicine mixed with a variety of strange flavors, stuffed with the entire hallway, the stomach immediately began to turn over.
Normal people can't stand that kind of smell when they go in, those patients live in that kind of environment every day, smelling all kinds of strange flavors, a bunch of people crowded in a house, the condition is a little bit lighter, every day to face the onset of the person, the night is a variety of conditions, but also slowly serious.
See the nurse to the patient when the change of medicine attitude is not very friendly, in fact, really can not do so patiently, listen to lead us to the introduction of the doctor, each doctor has forty to fifty patients, nursing staff is also very little, which undoubtedly increased the workload of each person, coupled with the patient will not be very generally cooperate with the treatment, and every day to face the different symptoms of the patient, the patience of the long time will also be worn out. As long as you don't have a problem, you're already at the mercy of the Buddha.
Every time we arrive at the ward, there are always many patients crowded in the iron doorway, looking out, and when we go in, many people's eyes have been following us, eager to communicate, but because of timidity do not dare to approach.
We are also very contradictory, want to know more about the patients, want to go and communicate with them, but can not eliminate the inner fear, afraid that they will hurt themselves. So every time you follow the army rush in, rush out.
Every time the iron door closes, there are a lot of patients behind the iron door to let the doctor let him out. The daily life has no contact, but really to that kind of environment, see those patients, listening to the iron door is locked behind you, inside is a group of poor people can not master their own destiny, the kind of spine tingling sadness and helplessness is so real existence.
They are not wrong, but in addition to the pain of the disease, but also have to bear from the community, the family's lack of understanding, and even discrimination.
The doctor said that some of the patients whose condition is not very serious should be treated with medication, but the care of their families and the acceptance of the society are equally important for their recovery, and if they are taken back to their homes, they will have better results than in the hospital.
But for some patients, even their relatives see them as a burden. It's a great relief to have a facility that will take them in, no matter what the outcome of the treatment, no matter what the circumstances.
We always say that life is fair to everyone, and that fate is in our own hands, but the so-called fairness is only for the majority.
Some of those patients have parents with mental illness, and they were born with the disease-causing genes, and were born different from others. How can it be fair that they have to put up with people looking at them differently from an early age?
Considering that it is not safe for girls to go into the critical male ward, the doctor brought out a brother who has suffered from epilepsy since he was a child, with decent features and good looks, but he could not see the vitality and vigor that young people should have, and a lot of people felt sorry for him, and until the end of the traineeship, people were still laughing and saying that it is really a time to look at the face, and that it is not uncommon for a man to look handsome and get noticed everywhere.
He said in his communication with us that he had lost hope in life, and that there was nothing in the world that was worth staying in, and he said that he had always felt that he could only live to be 26 years old. Listening to him talk about his own experience, suddenly feel that we are very cruel, although we are careful to ask questions, afraid of accidentally touch their reluctant to recall the memory or stimulate them, but also want to know something about their condition, see the team teacher in listening to a rape caused by mental illness patients to talk about her experience, eyes glittering with tears.
I began to doubt the original purpose of our apprenticeship, its significance in what, a large group of people hordes into their peaceful life, the original mode of life has been disrupted, but also to cooperate with the doctor to answer our questions, perhaps too long no and others to communicate, they are eager to have someone to talk with them, but then we disappeared, and they have to go back to the high walls, the iron gate of the life. The glimmer of hope that they had just seen disappeared right away.
In fact, some of them, living is really a kind of painful suffering, no family care, can not integrate into the community, not the ability to do what you want to do, the onset of a simple life of self-care will be lost, the thought of what they can not do will be more and more low self-esteem, self-confidence and a sense of self-worth will be gradually lost.
In addition to medication to control the disease, psychotherapy is even more essential, but as far as we can see, except for the patients in the psychosocial rehabilitation area, others basically do not have the opportunity to receive psychotherapy.
The lack of attention to psychotherapy, the lack of professionals, and the lack of equipment are all superficial, but in the end, it is because the development of psychology in our country is too slow.
The doctor who led us on the first day has been working in that hospital for more than ten years, and he said that the situation now is much better than before, whether it is the medical equipment, medical personnel, or the environment of the hospitalization has been greatly improved, and before that, there was no psychological rehabilitation area at all, and there were fewer doctors, and the new inpatient department had not yet been built, and the wards were limited, and a lot of patients were crowded in one room. There are no gaps between the beds, and doctors often have to go and coordinate conflicts between patients.
He said that our country's attitude and attention to these patients is far from catching up with many Western countries, but over the years we can see the change, which is very gratifying, but some conceptual problems, need to be the whole society **** with efforts to change.
In the rehabilitation area, we met an older man who was normal except that his reaction was a bit slow due to the long-term medication. We talked to him a lot and he was happy to tell us about his life.
When we asked why he wasn't discharged since he had recovered, he was silent. I thought it was just a matter of time, but then I realized that many of them have been hospitalized for more than ten years, and they have not married and have children, and their parents are too old to take care of them, and they have no family members to come to pick them up, so they will stay there until they are old and sick and die.
Some of them can be discharged from the hospital, but because society and the people around them do not accept them, they can not live a normal life after being discharged from the hospital, so they have to stay in the hospital. Some patients, after recovering, go far away from their familiar surroundings and start a new life in an unfamiliar place, where no one knows their past and they don't have to put up with other people's strange looks.
Doctors say that sometimes reintegration into society is even more difficult than treatment, because people around them look at them through colored glasses and can't accept them, so they can't be integrated into society even after recovery.
Although it was only three days, I felt a lot of feelings. I felt so lucky to see them, at least they didn't become the burden of their families, and they can live a healthy life and do what they want to do.
Maybe it's not good to use their misfortune to set off our luck. But we should see that we have so much good, and we should cherish it even more.
To paraphrase a tall saying: the attitude towards the weak measures the civilization of a society. Each of us has the right to breathe equally, in the face of these patients, whether it is society, or family members should be more understanding, more tolerance, less discrimination and indifference, sometimes really hit them is not the disease, is the attitude of the people around them to treat them.