An Unforgettable Surgical Experience

When I was in high school, my nose problem became more and more serious, when I slept, my nose was stuffy, which side I slept on was stuffed on which side, I couldn't breathe well, which made me feel uneasy, and I couldn't sleep well from time to time. When it comes to cold weather is even more painful, the nose is completely useless, can only use the mouth to exhale, forehead feel dizzy, and in severe cases also feel deep inside the skull drilling pain. What is even more annoying is that in severe cases, the nose is stuffy and runs thickly. But when life is at its peak, physical problems are always ignored and not taken seriously. In fact, this problem has a long history, when elementary school playful disregard for hot and cold, or reading novels sedentary inactivity, colds and flu are not willing to take medicine and injections, procrastination is good. The southern climate is warm and humid, suffering from rhinitis is easy to chronic, good and bad, and can not adhere to the medicine, so dragged.

? When the college entrance examination, the inspection process to the Department of Pentacameral Medicine is blue Yuanfa physician for me to check the nasal cavity. I sat on the examination chair of the Department of Pentacameral Medicine, he used a nasal expander to expand my nasal cavity, and then carefully looked at my nasal cavity with a forehead mirror, after looking at it, said: "ah! Such severe nasal polyps." Then he asked me what symptoms I had, and I told him the symptoms one by one. I asked him, "Why would you sleep on your side with one nostril stuffed up? Why do you get colds so easily, and when you get colds you can't get air and produce a lot of thick nasal mucus?" He told me: "That's because the lying side of the body position is low, lying side of the polyps will be congested, stuffed one side of the nasal passages caused by nasal congestion, cold inflammation aggravated nasal polyp congestion, will also cause inflammatory secretions can not be discharged, resulting in paranasal sinusitis, sinus inflammation will feel dizziness and headache." I asked Dr. Blue, "So what does it take to cure it?" "You must surgically remove the polyps and improve nasal ventilation before the inflammation can be cured?" He said with certainty. "Then how did I get this polyp?" I sent him another question. "Long-term chronic inflammation caused by irritation, you must arrange a time to come to the People's Hospital for polyp removal." With that said the next student was called in.

? Dr. Blue at that time has nearly fifty years old, tall and thin, the head has been topped, looks lean and capable, treating people very kindly. Blue belongs to a minority family name, is the She, in ancient times is the aborigines of the southern mountainous areas, the sage Wang Yangming suppressed that year do not want to pay taxes to the "mountain bandits", some of them are the She ancestors. Generally, their settlements were far away from densely populated and economically developed areas, and they lived in tribal groups in high mountainous and densely forested areas, practicing slash-and-burn agriculture and hunting for a living. In recent times, they have been no different from the Han Chinese, except that they have retained a special family name.

? I found out The situation of nasal polyps told my mother, my mother said to me, "Then take the time to go to get the operation done, this problem is not good to drag." In the nose surgery, the heart is a little bit scared, a little bit of fear, but thinking that after the operation can be solved this troubled me for many years of trouble, or determined to go to the surgery.

? I learned from a familiar doctor how to do this surgery, after all, the heart is still a little anxious, worried about the operation will not be very painful. The doctor was not an ENT doctor, but he was an old doctor and had seen a lot of things. He told me that this operation does not require the kind of general anesthesia that does not wake up, nor is it an anesthesia with a syringe, but a kind of surface anesthesia called "dicaine", anesthetics coated on the nasal polyps can play the role of anesthesia. The polyp is removed with a ring and pulled out.

? My mother, who is a good friend, asked the People's Hospital which doctor does such surgery well and made an appointment for me. The surgeon is a bit of Gong's doctor, I later learned that he is my high school classmate's brother. Dr. Gong was about thirty years old, not tall, spoke in a thin voice, nearsighted, and wore glasses. Later I realized that he is the table brother, carefully recalled, feel their brothers are still very similar.

? The day before the operation, Dr. Gong in the hospitalization department gave me a laboratory test and blood pressure, everything is normal, instructed me to rest at night, do not eat in the morning, tomorrow morning at eight o'clock to start preparing for the operation. Mother accompanied me to the hospital early in the morning, Dr. Gong has been early to the hospital, in the inpatient department of the physician's office, he took out a surgical informed consent, read to me one by one, in fact, are some infections, bleeding, and other risks of notification, read after handing me, so that I look at it, agree to sign. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on this.

? Mother took the prescription issued by Dr. Gong to pay the fees, the hospitalization nurse led me to the injection room to play a shot, I asked the nurse to play what needle, she said, "is Luminal, is a sedative effect, generally used before surgery." I thought to myself, "I'm sedated enough, I'm not nervous, I'll be fine without it. After the shot the nurse led me through the long corridor connected to the inpatient department into the operating room, the corridor was dark and spooky, when I entered the operating room of the Pentacenter, a strong smell of Lysol came to my nose, the nurse pointed to a stool by the window and said to me, "You'll stay there." A package that looked like it had been browned by the fire was removed from a nearby cabinet and placed on a tray on a nearby cart. Dr. Gong walked in and said to me me as he put on his forehead mirror, "Wait for a little bit of blood to come out, you just have to swallow it down, you can swallow it in your stomach." Then he handed over a curved disk, "You can also spit into here during the surgery, you hold it in your hand." The nurse unwrapped the package, revealing a bunch of metal instruments inside, she took out a towel-sized cloth and put it over my face, revealing only my mouth and nostrils, my eyes were blindfolded, so I couldn't see anything, I could only hear the sound of the doctors and nurses clattering with the instruments and feel the heat coming from the gooseneck lamp above my head. "I'm putting you under anesthesia now." Words just fell, Dr. Gong vigorously to my nostrils stuffed things, cool, wet, rubbing the nasal cavity is hot and painful, nasal cavity is stuffed and swollen, solid and completely unable to pass gas, can only rely on the mouth to exhale. The anesthetic flowed down my throat through the nasal cavity, and in an instant, it seemed like oil flowing downward, covering my throat, wanting to spit and could not spit out, making people feel suffocated. The gooseneck lamp above my head was getting hotter and hotter, and I began to feel stifled, sweat began to seep out of my forehead, and I changed my breath through my mouth in big gulps. Some anesthetic had been dipped on my lips and they were thick as well. After a while, the contents of the nose were withdrawn and stuffed again, this time there was no pain except for the strength of the doctor's stuffing, the anesthesia had taken effect. The anesthesia had worked. All the contents of the nose were extracted, and ventilation was restored. After a moment of relief, the instrument entered the nasal cavity, and it was pulling at the flesh inside my nose, spinning and pulling, crackling and snapping like the sound you make when you reach for a handful of grass and root it out of the dirt, but much louder. The sharp pain of the drill came as the pull increased in intensity, once, twice, three times ........ Hot streams of blood rushed down my throat, into my mouth, and onto my cupped plate, and I kept gulping down the salty, sticky blood and spitting it onto my plate. Gradually, my plate-cupping hand was weakening, and it felt like I couldn't bear its weight anymore. A black shadow floated in front of my eyes, and golden fireflies flew around it. I became soft and weak, but my heart was beating fast, and I felt a heavier load than I had ever felt before when I sprinted up a five hundred meter peak. I said in a weak voice to Dr. Gong, "Dr. Gong, I feel very hard in my heart, is it better?" He grabbed my hand, felt the pulse and said, "Relax, it will be fine soon, I will give you on the Vaseline gauze to stop the bleeding."

The nose was again packed full of gauze and a piece of duct tape was placed over my nostrils attached to my nose. The cloth on my head was finally lifted, the tray in my hand was full of crimson blood, my shirt was soaked through, and my head was spinning. A blinding light shone through the window of the operating room, and the window was a blur of green. It's like a world away.

? Dr. Gong has been organizing the surgical instruments used just now, cleaning up those blood-stained gauze, cotton. He has taken off the forehead mirror, sweat has soaked his hair, forehead sticking to the uneven hair, looks like wearing a top edge of the down everywhere is a hole in the melon hat. But there was no longer that taut seriousness on his face, a look of relief. He narrowed his eyes and smiled as he asked me, "How do you feel now?" I tried to speak, but couldn't say "ah ah". He pointed to a small plate on the bar and said, "These are the polyps that were taken out, they will be sent for a biopsy later, so you can go to the ward and get an IV." The saucer held a mound of dark red meat, sort of like a piece of intestine rolled into a ball for making sausage. I nodded to Dr. Gong and walked lightly out of the operating room.

? It's nice to have a sunny place!

? My mother was already waiting for me outside the operating room. Once she saw me come out, she asked me a lot of questions, but I couldn't say anything, my nasal passage was blocked and I couldn't pronounce my words. After the injection, I was supposed to stay in the hospital overnight, but I didn't want to stay in the noisy hospital ward and went home that night. At night, the wound began to hurt, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, fidgety, took two sleeping pills and could not sleep, so I sat and waited until morning. After the gauze was extracted, I couldn't help but run out of the dressing room and sneeze hard, and the blood began to gush out, coming out of my nostrils and mouth, scaring a passing mom back and forth, she probably thought I was vomiting blood, and it was over. She probably thought I was vomiting blood and was about to die. She chanted, "Oops! What's wrong with you, you're vomiting blood so badly! It's pathetic. "After a few minutes of vomiting, the blood slowly became less, Dr. Gong and gave me some stop the bleeding of the needle. And told me to pay attention to the last few days do not force to cover the nose and other precautions.

? Afterwards, my nose slowly got better, and I have not been sick for so many years. I'm really grateful to the two doctors who helped me get rid of the disease. Dr. Blue later became the deputy chief physician of the People's Hospital, retired from the position of chief of the Department of Pentacameral Surgery. After his retirement, he went to work in a hospital in Foshan and suffered a stroke in the course of practicing medicine in Foshan within a few years, and I met with him during his return to his hometown to recuperate. I heard from his fellow villager surnamed Lan that he had passed away some years ago. What is even more regrettable is that Dr. Gong, who operated on me, also died young of cancer. Why is fate so unfair? Perhaps it is the physicians who have taken on too much for the health of their patients!

? I would like to pay tribute to the doctors who have helped me!

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