I suffered a terrifying and undecided affair at Union Hospital

Can you imagine? In the ward of Wuhan Union Hospital, taking a bath, almost causing death, almost facing disfigurement, disability, and suffering from blood and light disasters.

On the third day of admission today, from the Surgical Building 2, The 17th Floor, Ward 5, living in the narrow Plus bed, in fact, it is already thankful to be able to come in.

Today on the third day, just a cute little friend in our ward was discharged from the hospital, there was an extra bed in the ward, begging Miss Nurse to help change it, Miss Nurse said, this extra bed, today to keep the person who wants to operate, this serious patient has priority, I am dumbfounded, I can't argue.

In the afternoon, a young and beautiful little nurse told me that today I was going to change the ward, changed a large bed, and finally turned from a non-staff member to a regular, this patient number treatment finally changed from a camp bed with a bunk to a bed with a guardrail on both sides, this treatment is not generally high, this feeling is not generally good, from the shack small residence, only sit down an ass place - low, narrow, concave, I sit on the bed to look up and talk to others, as if the dwarfs have a feeling, and finally can sit on an equal footing with everyone to talk and laugh, And there is an extra table for things, isn't it very happy?

Just thankful for the help of Miss Nurse, let me finally get a good night's sleep tonight, joyfully moved my things from Ward 5 to Ward 3, who knows the bench is not hot yet, my daughter's needle leaked, re-replace the indwelling needle, I think I didn't bathe her for two days, applied to the nurse, agreed, quickly washed her head, after the bath week, she dressed in the dry area of the bath towel, I also quickly flushed. Suddenly there was a noise, I felt that something was about to fall, I helped it with my hand, the result was the door, I didn't feel what was going on, a loud noise, the door completely fell, and then, the glass exploded into pieces, splashed everywhere, the fallen door, smashed to my feet, my head was still dazed, the bath was still naked, the blood under my feet was a river, the bathroom was stained red, half of the glass fell in the narrow bathing area, generally smashed into the outside bathroom, fortunately my daughter stood near the innermost part of the toilet door, and the bathroom door did not hit her, And I stood in the innermost part, only my hands and feet were injured, and although the blood was flowing, I was still thankful for myself.

I don't know if it's luck or misfortune? Is it joy and sorrow? Just changed a good place, but gave me a sleepless night, scared?

The Union Hospital is probably old, and I didn't want to investigate in depth, (after the incident, listening to the words of the debriefing staff to the superiors, I assumed that it was conjectured), and it was clear.

How many old equipment to check, repair, can not be because fortunately did not hurt the key, it is a big thing, a small thing. I hope that my injured physical and mental shock will arouse the attention of internal management. Don't wait for the inevitable disputes to occur, and then think about making up for the dead.