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038 Nasogastric feeding started

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    This is the longest time the attending physician has stayed in the ward since his father came to the ward, and of course it is also the one with the most orders.  Although there is a lot of content, but after carefully sorting out, analyzing and absorbing as much as possible, I have definitely figured out how to complete the key tasks in the next guardianship in a step-by-step manner.

    After the attending physician left, I knew it was time for me to go back and rest.  I said to my mother: "Right now, my father is still infusing nutrient solution. Why don't you use a syringe to give food this morning?"  Give an affirmative answer.  The reason why I did this was actually because I was not at ease.  I'm afraid that if the rice soup is delivered, there will be some accidents when my mother operates it alone.  Although my mother and I listened to the doctor's orders, the uneducated mother certainly did not understand as deeply as I did, and certainly did not remember as comprehensively as I did.

    "That's right. Anyway, I'm infusing nutrient solution, so it doesn't matter much if I don't fight."

    As expected, my mother agreed to my suggestion.  After that, I greeted my parents and left the hospital.

    When I arrived at my sister's house, I told my sister what kind of rice soup to prepare, and emphasized that I brought it to my father at noon. After that, I staggered into the bed and fell asleep with my head covered.

    I got up before twelve o'clock.  While not a long sleep, it worked surprisingly well due to the relatively quiet environment.  When I wake up, I feel refreshed and full of energy.  At this moment, I think that if I don't sleep all night, there shouldn't be a big problem.

    After a hasty lunch, I hurried to the hospital with the mellow rice soup carefully prepared by my sister.

    As soon as I arrived at the ward, I asked my mother to go back to have lunch quickly, and reminded me to take a good nap, because it was my mother's turn to be on duty tonight.

    After my mother left, I got busy.  Since it hasn't been long since it was served, the current rice soup is still warm, which is just right for eating.  But, in a hurry, I actually forgot to bring the bowl.  At this time, the mother of the young man on the bed in the south gave me a few disposable cups.  I poured out a little of the rice soup in the thermos, and then used the syringe sent by the attending doctor in the morning to draw more than half (close to 40ml).

    Holding the syringe, I came to my father's side.  According to the procedure taught by the attending physician, the temperature of the syringe was tested first.  Then the control valve of the nutrient solution is closed.  I almost forgot to fold the nasal tube connector in reverse. Fortunately, I remembered it when I was about to pull out the nutrient solution tube.  Finally, no principled mistakes were made.

    While secretly rejoicing in my heart, my hands were not idle.  Still keeping it folded, the syringe was inserted.  Let go of the fold, otherwise you won't be able to pour in the rice soup.  Then, I slowly pushed the syringe.  It's just that at this time, a sensory problem arises.  The doctor just told me to slow down as much as possible, but he didn't mention how slow the speed should be. He only said that a syringe should not be less than two minutes.  I still have a little bit of the concept of time, but it is beyond my ability to break down the two minutes into the advancing speed of the syringe.  Although I felt that the push was already considered slow, but after most of the syringes were filled, I checked the time and it was less than a minute.  I know that the speed of pushing the syringe by myself is too fast.

    I asked my father, and after he emphasized that I didn't have any discomfort, I was somewhat relieved.

    After finishing the shot, I clean the syringe first, and then draw about 20ml of warm boiled water.  Fold, uncork, insert, unfold, push.  After cleaning the nasal tube, fold it again, pull out the syringe, insert the nutrient solution connecting tube, release the fold, and open the control valve.  Of course, the speed of the nutrient solution dripping is comparable to the speed adjusted by the nurse.

    Although there were a few flaws, the first fight with my father finally ended smoothly.  Thankfully, for the first time, there were no major mistakes.

    "It's better to be your doctor!" Seeing that I finished successfully, the boy's mother said enviously.

    "How to say?" Hearing this, I asked a little puzzled.

    "It's not like our family. When we come here, we only say that we want to beat food, we want to beat food As for how to beat? How much to beat at a time? What to beat? How often?  Never mention it. It makes us really a little  I'm at a loss." The boy's mother complained.

    The young man's father had the operation the day before my father. If it was the same attending physician, then they should have beaten food yesterday.  However, their attending physician seemed to be a little more active, asking for food a day in advance.  However, at that time, the attending physician didn't say anything other than giving them two syringes and asking them to give them food.  Therefore, these two days are also when they are most in a dilemma.  If you don't eat it, you are violating the rules of the attending physician.??; Let¡¯s eat, but I don¡¯t know how to operate it.  Therefore, I quite understand the complaints of the boy's mother.  However, before I could speak, my father spoke first.

    "That's right. From this aspect, your attending physician is indeed inferior to ours. Look at how detailed and organized our attending physician is!" Father's words were full of pride and satisfaction.

    "That's why I said your doctor is good!" The boy's mother further sighed.

    "You don't need to be discouraged." Seeing her lost appearance, I felt a little unbearable, so I said comfortingly, "Our attending doctor said it, isn't it equivalent to your attending doctor saying it?"

    After hearing this, the young man's mother was taken aback for a moment.  It seems that you can't understand what I mean.  So, I went on to say: "Your attending physician didn't specify the specifics, so can't you follow the specific steps our attending physician said?"

    "That's right! Why didn't I think of it?" The boy's mother suddenly exclaimed, and it was not difficult to see the joy in her heart from the look on her face.

    "If you didn't pay attention in the morning, you can ask me if you don't understand anything." I relieved while the iron was hot.

    "That's great! I'll trouble you then!" The boy's mother almost burst into tears of gratitude.

    "What's the trouble! Being able to live in the same ward is also a kind of fate. When we had no tissues at home, didn't you lend us two stacks without hesitation? You just lent us disposable cups. Did I say  What? Helping each other should be. In the future, you don¡¯t have to be so polite about these trivial matters like this. The politeness, on the contrary, seems extravagant.¡± Seeing this, I immediately acted righteously.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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