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052 First time going to the ground

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    As time went by, the tubes on my father gradually decreased.  In my impression, there should be four times.  I remember that I was there when the tube was pulled out for the first time.  Almost half of it was pulled out the first time, which was the most out of all previous tube removals.  That time, the assistant of the attending physician also changed the medicine for my father's surgical wound.

    This is the first time I saw my father's scar.  It feels terrible!  A long longitudinal wound on the stomach, closed with black thread, which seemed to me to heal fairly well.  On the right rib, there is a longer transverse wound.  Perhaps because the wound is too long, it is not sutured with black thread here.  The entire wound looked jagged, covered with eerie shiny metal nails (very similar in shape to staples).  There is a nail at every interval (about five or six millimeters).  Afterwards, I heard from others that it seemed to be stitched by a machine.  Unlike using threads to align and sew the entire wound together, where there are no nails, the skin and flesh on both sides of the incision do not match very well, some are high on one side, and some are high on the other, so it looks  The canine teeth are intertwined, very scary.  When the doctor took off the adhesive tape and applied the medicine to the wound, endless pain surged in the cold heart.  I know that during this operation, my father has endured pain and pain that he has never experienced in his life.

    The tubes on his body were reduced by half, especially when the thickest drainage tube on the back was pulled out, and my father suddenly felt much more comfortable all over his body.  In my father's own words, "It's comfortable to lie down."  It turns out that there are tubes on both sides, so it is not easy to sleep on your side.  Lying on his back, there is a thick tube stuck on his back (in dialect, it means something hard to push against).  And this tube was originally drained from his body, but not only the back was uncomfortable, but the thick and round wound was pressed, which made it even more painful.

    Feeling comfortable and relaxed, but followed by an extremely difficult task.  The latest instructions from the attending physician came with the removal of the thickest drainage tube with a huge jar attached to it.  I understand the meaning of the attending physician, "Life lies in exercise", and proper exercise is conducive to the recovery of the father's body.

    "From today onwards, I'm going to get out of bed and walk around. At the beginning, try it first, you don't have to go far. Even if you just walk around in the ward. After you get used to it, you have to walk around normally.  Is there a corridor?" The doctor said while pointing to the indoor corridor outside the ward.

    After I nodded, the attending physician continued: "One back and forth at a time, at least twice a day."

    "Understood." I replied first, and then asked suspiciously, "What if I can't walk halfway?" In fact, I was still a little worried. Exercise is a good thing, but too much may be counterproductive.  For such a long distance, it is almost impossible for the father, who has not had surgery for a few days, to cover it all at once.

    "I didn't ask you to walk all at once. Aren't there many extra beds in the corridor? If you can't walk anymore, sit on the bed and rest for a while. Then continue walking. No matter how many times you rest, as long as you can finish walking."  The attending physician explained with a smile.

    "Understood!" Hearing this, my mood immediately became lighter, "Thank you!"

    As soon as the attending physician left, my father said he was going to get up.  I thought it was because my father wanted to urgently complete the new task assigned by the attending physician.  While secretly praising in my heart, I quickly untied the bags connected to the drainage tubes on both sides of the bed, and then put on my father's coat.  Taking all kinds of bags in his hands, he carefully helped his father to stand up.  As soon as my father stood up, he walked towards the door.

    This is the first time my father has gone to the ground.  In line with the principle of "carrying on the boat with care", I just want my father to give it a try first.  Because I was afraid that my father would fall if he couldn't hold it, I held my father's armpits with both hands desperately.

    "Let go! I really think I'm so weak!" My father shouted quite dissatisfied.

    Hearing this, I had no choice but to let go of my hand.  But my hands are still hugging from behind, so that if my father falls down, I can support him immediately.

    After all, this is the first time to walk after the operation, so at the beginning, my father was quite cautious.  Father walked quite steadily and slowly.  However, after five or six steps, he may find that it is not as difficult as he imagined, so his father gradually accelerated his pace.

    Seeing that my father had a tendency to "rush to the door", I hurriedly said something to stop him: "Dad, it's just the beginning, don't worry, it's better to walk less."

    "I went to the toilet to pee (the first batch of tubes pulled included a catheter, so I'll have to get up to go to the toilet from now on)!"

    I was immediately choked by my father's words and coughed twice to cover up my embarrassment.

      Some people may be confused.  If there is only a urinary catheter, what should be done to defecate on the hospital bed?  In fact, before the first extubation, nasal feeding had not yet started.  Moreover, before the operation, every patient must have experienced a painful enema.  From the operation to the present, except for hanging water, only a small amount of nutrient solution is infused from the nasal tube.  Therefore, patients whose intestines and stomach have been cleaned up before the operation are almost impossible to feel a bowel movement within just four or five days.

    However, there are no absolutes. If the speed of the infusion is accelerated due to two bottles of nutrient solution prescribed on the bed in the south, which causes the stomach to catch cold and cause diarrhea, then if you can't get out of bed and walk, you can only make up your mind on the bed.  Pulled.  It's just that, in addition to the family's effort and the patient's pain, it will also add a soaring stench to the entire ward.  Presumably, such a scene is not what anyone would like to see.

    There was little else I could do other than hold the bag the drain was attached to.  Dad does everything himself, including pressing the button to flush the toilet.

    When he came out of the toilet and returned to the hospital bed, it may be because he had tried his best. The father who has always been extremely strong did not take walking after the operation seriously.  This made me have to remind me many times: "Slow down, slow down!"

    Perhaps, my father's speed is not very fast, but I care too much about me, and I still hope that my father will slow down as much as possible.  Because, after all, this was the first time my father walked around after the operation.

    The reason why I feel that my father walks fast is entirely the result of comparison with the bed on the south side.  The lad's father was able to get up and walk yesterday.  But yesterday, the boy's father just stood by the bed with the support of others.  Even today, he just walks from his own bed to my father's with the help of his son, and then he goes to bed and rests.  In the process of walking, it is almost faltering and shaky.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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