The surgery was finally over. The most painful part of an operation is the period before the operation, when I dragged my heavy steps and staggered towards the operating room with a hanging bottle

The surgery was finally over.

The most painful thing about an operation is the period before the operation, when I dragged a heavy step and staggered towards the operating room with a hanging bottle, each step seemed to weigh a thousand junks, and the people who walked were breathless.

However, I deeply felt such a thing.

When I came to the operating room, the anesthesiologist changed the medicine for me, I sat quietly by the operating table, saying that it was quiet, in fact, the soul was undecided, and I was still thinking about the call of the doctor a few minutes ago: 27 beds, carrying the hanging bottle to the operating room...

At that time, my heart suddenly jumped to my throat, I was going to go to the operating room, I was going to have surgery, and my heart was uneasy.

Since the previous surgery was not over, I was still quietly waiting. A few minutes later, the anesthesiologist came, was it cold? She asked me, a little cold, I said. Not only was it a little cold, I was shaking, and I couldn't tell whether it was a cold shiver or a nervous shiver.

It's going to be good right away, hold on a little longer. She looked at my quivering lips and said. I was secretly happy in my heart, and I wanted to wait a little longer, let me operate immediately, I was not ready.

The anesthesiologist helped me install a blood pressure meter and the thermometer, turned on the machine, and the string of numbers on the machine flickered faintly in front of my eyes, high pressure 124, heart rate 96... High pressure 151, heart rate 106...

Do you usually have high blood pressure? The anesthesiologist asked me. It's a little high, usually. I usually have a high pressure of about one hundred and twenty-three, I don't know why I can go up to 150, I am also a little crazy. Before hearing a few companions say that blood pressure as high as 180 can not do surgery, I also secretly like whether it can reach 180, but also exempt me from less surgery, but think about it, I have this disease, how can I not do surgery.

The anesthesiologist left, I quietly looked at the clock on the wall, 10 minutes passed, 15 minutes passed, 20 minutes passed, and there was no one there. My heart sank, I looked at the operating table, listened to the heart rate sound coming from the machine, and thought that I seemed to have become a lamb to be slaughtered, waiting for the end.

The door pushed open, I was in operating room 4, the anesthesiologist came, gave me anesthesia, the surgeon came, and the operation finally began.

I got ready and started the surgery. The chief surgeon told me, I muttered, the No. 2 knife came... Tweezers clamped... Cut this out... Intubation here... suture.........

The chief surgeon was very crisp, and the two doctors who cooperated were also very attentive, and under the anesthesia of the drug, I hardly felt pain.

The operation lasted for two and a half hours, and finally it was over, my feeling was that in addition to the numbness in my two arms, I felt very cold, cold trembling, out of the operating room, what I wanted to do most was to quickly cover the quilt, sleep in the bed, warm up, but did not know that the real pain was coming.