In 1994, when I was 19 years old, I graduated from the Health School and was assigned to work at Corning Hospital in the county town, yearning for a beautiful vision in my heart, but at the same time there was some inexplicable heartache and fear.
The sick numbers that live here are all mentally stimulated and have problems. When they are sick, they live only in their own world, but I always believe that there is love in their hearts, that they are good and pure.
I began my first day of work with a nervous heart. The head nurse familiarized me with each ward area and briefly introduced the situation of the serious illness number. I watched each patient, and some of them were giggling, some were talking to themselves, and some were speaking loudly. Seeing this scene, my heart has a feeling that I can't say that uncomfortable feeling. At this time, a patient number, grabbed my hair from behind, swinging hard left and right, I instinctively wanted to hold the hair with both hands, at this moment, the patient was already crazy, kept scratching me, scratching me, but also a lot of strength, in the end, I was beaten down by her and lay on the ground. Thanks to the head nurse and the cure in the consolidation of the disease number, the patient was stopped.
On the first day of work, I was deeply traumatized. At that time, communication was not developed, there was no mobile phone, and it was impossible to talk to parents and friends. Lying on the bed, covering my face with a quilt, crying is sparse.
After a few days off, my working career officially began.
At work, don't look at my young age, I act as a parent of this big family. When taking medicine, give one by one, check carefully, and ensure that the patient swallows before leaving. In addition, we must also stop not fighting, do not scold people, do not climb walls, and do not do things that hurt yourself.
At the same time, at work, I also gained a lot of the kind of persistent love from them, not hypocritical, not pretentious.
Fast forward 28 years, and now, although I have left, the scars on my hands will always follow me.
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