In those days when my father was in hospital.

It's a sunny winter day. I just picked up my father from the town health center and packed my things. Sitting alone in front of the computer in my room, I suddenly wanted to write something to the medical staff in Zhandian Town Health Center to record my father's experience from admission to discharge. ...

Half a month ago, my father suddenly felt lung pain, dizziness and abdominal distension. He often woke up with nightmares at night and even fell out of bed and was black and blue. My nephew quickly called my brother to pick up his father from Zhengzhou overnight, and he was admitted to Zhandian Town Health Center in time. He was diagnosed as hypoxic vascular disease in the brain by doctors and needed infusion treatment. In this way, my father rushed into the internal medicine ward of Zhandian Town Health Center.

My father has been suffering from severe snoring for more than 10 years. He has been snoring or snoring continuously. My father thinks this is normal. He has never heard other people's health advice, and most people don't take it to heart. 10 years have passed, and only recently did he feel obvious discomfort, and it became more and more serious. Sometimes I wake up with nightmares at night, or even fall out of bed, only to realize the seriousness of the situation and be forced to live in a health center. After hospitalization, I did some necessary examinations and went through the hospitalization procedures. Although there are many people in the hospital, they are not idle everywhere, but they are not messy. They are busy and orderly, and everything is handled in a short time. Under the guidance of the internal medicine nurse, I walked to a hospital bed. The sheets are white and neatly laid, which makes people feel much better. My father's heart is much better. The younger brother also got up and went to the supermarket downstairs to prepare the items his father needed for hospitalization.

I didn't know the news until the third day.

In the next few days, my brother and I took turns to be on duty in the hospital ward. Usually, my father has been in good health and has never been ill. He seldom takes injections and medicines. Therefore, I know that this hospitalization is no big deal, but the attending physician of internal medicine still attaches great importance to this lesion. She visited and greeted her father's bed many times, and sometimes she said a few happy words to her father, which made him laugh from time to time. However, considering that he is still ill, his father can't hide his nervousness and is often criticized by doctors and nurses. Faced with the words of relief from doctors and nurses, my father smiled like a child.

At two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, my father suddenly had a seizure, and nurses and doctors arrived. After more than an hour of busyness, my father recovered. . Father's nervous expression is a bit dull and guilty. Dr. He Xiashu jokingly said, "You are an old man and have been doing safety work for decades. You've never seen the world before. Can you still be afraid of this little spasm? " Father smiled lightly: "That's right, what's there to be afraid of? Small things, small things!" " "Yes, the attending physician Dr. He Xiashu smiled and had a relaxed conversation with her father. On the surface, I laughed at my dad, but in fact, I was as nervous as freezing. It was Dr. He Xiashu's calmness that gave everyone a reassurance and stabilized my mood. Dr. He has been a doctor 10 years. He has encountered hundreds of such lesions, and he has rich experience and good reputation. What are we worried about?

That's true, but after all, they are my own relatives. From the moment they gave blood to my father, my heart suddenly hung up. Time is passing, the first day has passed, the third day has passed, and the fourth day will pass. Father began to get out of bed and walk alone. It seems that my father's treatment went smoothly, and all my relatives' faces showed smiles.

My father is still taking an intravenous drip, and the attending doctor says he can't sleep for a long time now. I sat in front of my father's bed, chatting sentence by sentence about his usual concerns and interests. ...

Father's infusion treatment is normal and can be carried out smoothly, and he has slowly returned to normal diet. Five days have passed, and my father's mental state has been very good. I always want to get out of bed and walk when I don't need infusion. Although we take turns to accompany him every day, I can see that Dad is still bored. When the attending physician came to make rounds, he gave his father a detailed examination, personally measured his blood pressure, listened to his heart sounds and told us that he could go through the discharge formalities for his father in a few days. I can't help but sigh, fortunately, I chose Zhandian Town Health Center at that time and was able to recover and leave the hospital in such a short period of ten days. I have been with my father these days and witnessed the medical ethics of doctors and the careful care of nurses in Zhandian Town Health Center.

During my father's stay in hospital, it was a cold winter and it snowed twice. When we were discharged from the hospital, the sky suddenly became exceptionally clear, which made our family feel particularly good.

My brother and I packed our things and took my father to say goodbye to Dr. He and the doctors and nurses in internal medicine to express our deep gratitude. They smiled and said to their father, "Get well soon!"

20 12 winter