I came to the hospital again with the nutritious rice soup that I had just steamed. Knowing that my brother-in-law has returned, my sister will definitely mention the new duty plan to my brother-in-law. Based on my understanding of my brother-in-law, he will definitely agree to such a plan, so when my brother-in-law left the ward, I did not mention it to him. Anything new.
This is the first time I have watched over my father alone at night. I think there is no problem, but when I actually do it, I am still somewhat nervous. Because, I am afraid that I will be negligent. Although there is no need for infusion at night, there will certainly be no adverse reactions to the so-called drugs, but it cannot be guaranteed that there will be no accidents. I know that, in fact, from the operation to the discharge from the hospital, it cannot be said that my father has really passed the dangerous period.
The reason I'm nervous is because I can't guarantee that I'll be able to keep my spirits up all night. I'm afraid that if I can't control it and doze off, and my father happens to have some abnormal reaction during the doze, wouldn't my father be in danger!
In the entire ward, no one needs infusion at night now, so the atmosphere is much more relaxed and lively than before. Different from before, now the TV in the ward has become the object of all the stars. The mood is not as tense as before, and the patient's family members naturally feel bored. With the only entertainment tool in the entire ward, the TV, it inevitably became a favorite among everyone.
It turned out that the grandmother and her family members (usually her son) on the north bed were the most leisurely. The old lady is in her seventies, her eyesight is dim, and she has no culture, so besides chatting, she just sleeps. But her son, that is, a middle-aged man, actually wanted to watch TV when the young man and my father came out of the intensive care unit. The patient's spirit is not good at all, sleep can be divided into day and night, and he may fall asleep almost anytime and anywhere, so he has not been in the mood until now and he is not very embarrassed to turn on the TV.
As the physical condition of the young man and my father gradually improved and stabilized, the middle-aged man, who no longer had any other pastimes except reading newspapers, finally couldn't hold back and turned on the long-lost TV. Everyone in the ward, even the boy and my father, found it very boring, so naturally no one would object. In addition, the interests and hobbies of the middle-aged people are relatively close to those of the young man and my father. News and operas have attracted their attention to a large extent, which relieved their physical pain to some extent.
Nowadays, before ten o'clock in the afternoon, the ward can still be considered lively. Some watched TV, some chatted, and of course some chatted while watching. In such a noisy environment, I naturally don't have to worry about falling asleep. In addition to checking the time from time to time (because I want to pick up some food for my father) and wiping my father's saliva from time to time, I will also happily join the army of watching TV and chatting. The extremely harmonious ward environment not only made me feel good, but also makes me feel warm when I recall it.
What is more painful is that after ten o'clock in the evening, the grandmother on the north bed first fell asleep, and then her son, the middle-aged man, went outside to rest on an extra bed. Then the boy's father and I also fell asleep one after another. In the young man's house, there are usually two people on duty in the ward. Their family rotates one more person than mine. There was the lad's mother, the lad's uncle, the lad's uncle, and the lad himself. No matter who is on duty, as long as they see that the patient is asleep, they will just sit by the bed and guard for a while. After confirming that the patient is really asleep, the guard will put a stack of tissues on the patient's quilt (In this way, when the patient coughs at night, he can wipe his saliva with a paper), and then he went to sleep.
Some people may find it strange, didn't you say that a hospital bed only receives one extra bed? And also emphasized that the extra bed is very narrow and can only accommodate one person to sleep. Now, the two caretakers of the young man's house are asleep. So how on earth did they allocate the beds? The answer to this question actually has something to do with my brother-in-law.
I remember what I said before, when I first entered the ward, I quickly formed a very harmonious "diplomatic" relationship with those on both sides of the ward. Therefore, on the first night after my father came out of the intensive care unit, the middle-aged grandma and her son in the north bed gave us the extra bed in their house very enthusiastically. Later, when my brother-in-law came to be on duty, because he was not familiar with the bed on the north side and did not understand the situation, he and the young man took the extra bed together. For this reason, the mother who is used to frugality once complained.
Later, on the one hand, because the extra bed at the grandmother¡¯s house was noisy, it creaked and creaked as soon as she turned over, and on the other hand, my sister and brother-in-law agreed that always sleeping in someone else¡¯s extra bed and always owed favors to others would not last long. plan. Of course, I would also feel sorry for sleeping in the extra bed of the grandmother's house all the time. However,My sister, brother-in-law and I had to consider my mother's simple and frugal view. In the words of my mother, if I can save ten yuan a day, why not save it? In the end, we thought of a compromise, which was a good way to save ten yuan and no longer need to sleep in an extra bed at someone else's house.
Someone will definitely scoff. Fool people, how could there be such a way? Isn't there a saying in China: solutions are created by people. Human wisdom is infinite. It was my brother-in-law who came up with it. After the mother complained, the brother-in-law kept thinking. Occasionally, my brother-in-law saw my children in kindergarten playing on the floor with foam boards that could be spliced. At that time, my brother-in-law had a flash of inspiration. Haha, there is a way to have the best of both worlds! That is, use the patchwork foam boards that children play with as makeshift beds. When it needs to be used, it can be spliced ??in an empty space in the ward to form a floor of the size required for one person to sleep. Such a temporary floor covering is enough; when it is not used, the foam boards are separated, folded, and placed Inside the cabinet. This kind of bed is insulated, soft, flexible and changeable. It can be used anytime and anywhere and does not take up any space after being put away. The most valuable thing is "cheap and good quality". Since the brother-in-law first showed such a temporary bed in the ward, a storm of bed innovation has been set off in the entire inpatient department on the 21st floor. As long as you have seen it, you don't think it is bad. The next day, the young man immediately brought over his home's foam boards that children can play with. From then on, in the second half of the night, the two caregivers of their family could rest together. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com