Tales of the Great Desolation · Appendix
Author: Guan Wenjie
In my impression, the appendix in the human body in addition to inflammation, do not know what other use it is. Anatomically, the appendix is just a degenerated organ that has no effect in a person's digestion process.
I'm not a medical student, but I'm a little bit of research on the appendix. This is thanks to the health newspaper that year, and when I reviewed it, I specifically studied the pathology and treatment of appendicitis. Don't say, I, who don't know anything about medicine, actually bet on the question this time. One of the big questions in the exam was "Causes and Emergency Treatment of Appendicitis", which may be the reason for the correct answer to this question, and I was the only one who did not study medicine among the dozens of candidates who were admitted at that time.
Ridiculous, right?
But this gadget of less than ten centimeters, because of its specific position and shape, is very easy to cause inflammation, and it hurts. Appendicitis is very common in life, and now many hospitals do appendix surgery in outpatient clinics, you are not nervous yet, the appendix has been cut.
However, the two appendix surgeries I know in my memory were so thrilling.
As the saying goes, "young people look for diseases, old people find people", Xiaojin is the one who looks for diseases. Xiao Jin was my elementary school classmate and class president. Learning is good, but what is the work is almost meaningless, known as "big miss", which shows her squeamishness.
When he first arrived in the Northern Wilderness, Xiao Jin was not yet seventeen years old, and his body was full of vitality. Probably in order to overcome her own "arrogance" two temperament, completely draw a line with the bourgeois style, and strive to transform herself, she worked like a young man, but also fought.
Although she works hard and works hard, she is born a slow hand, after all, she is the body of "Miss", and how to work hard is also to fight the wolf in the back (the meaning of the Work of the Northern Wilderness is left behind). Not accepting defeat, she came up with an idea to use other people's meal time to do more work. This is always better, not so far away, better on the face.
Although the food at that time could not be simpler, and there would be no oil and water accumulated in the stomach, it was still necessary to rest after eating, otherwise it was easy to fork the gas or something.
July in the Northern Wilderness is the season of soybean and corn hoeing, the so-called summer hoe. They were originally industrial companies. To put it nicely, it is actually a brick burning, but there are also some farmlands, and the grain is at least enough for all the people to eat.
It was a little windy that day when the red sun was shining, and it was a good weather to shovel the ground. As soon as dozens of people slipped away, one person and two ridges dried up. The 3,000-meter-long ridge ditch had not yet been shoveled halfway, and there was almost no one behind Xiao Jin, and the fastest she could pull away for hundreds of meters, and she began to be anxious.
After lunch in the field, everyone else was looking for a shade or something to take a break. Xiao Jin is still the old way, eat a few steamed buns and then pick up the hoe and dry up. An old comrade also called her a few times, asking her to rest and do it again, but she did not pay attention.
Trouble is finally coming. Not long after drying, Xiao Jin suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and beads of sweat fell down for a while. Before she could call for help, her eyes went black and she collapsed in the cornfield.
When the hygienist arrived, Xiao Jin was unable to speak. The initial diagnosis is acute appendicitis. Everyone carried her to the "Yut" (a wheeled tractor made in Romania) and sent her to the regimental health team.
Maybe it was a bump all the way, into the operating room Xiao Jin woke up, and the doctor asked what she could answer. Doctors diagnosed that it was also acute appendicitis and required surgery immediately.
In that year, acupuncture was fashionable, and it was promoted everywhere in the country, and the same was true for the Sixteen regiments. The doctor was afraid of not being sure, and also gave Xiao Jin a "general anesthesia", focusing on a few more stitches in the waist.
At this time, although there was no consciousness in the waist, his mind was still clear, and Xiao Jin could still hear the doctor. The cold scalpel cut through the abdomen, and the feeling of the muscles being separated by the sharp blade was so clear that it was like the chopping blade in the butcher's hand when buying meat.
The faint pain seemed to be able to bear it, but the mental tension made her clutch the surgical towel tightly. "The appendix is a minor operation, it will be fine in a moment," she said, silently comforting herself in her heart.
Just when Xiao Jin was comforting himself, he overheard the chief surgeon say, "Alas, where is the appendix, how come I can't find it?" ......”
Hearing this, Xiao Jin fainted.
It turned out that our Sixteenth Regiment Health Brigade had a few more houses than the company clinic, and there were a few hygienists who had been transferred from the army. The doctor who operated on Xiaojin, who had just graduated from Jiamusi Medical College and had not attended classes for a few days, was a barefoot doctor who was interning.
On this, Xiao Jin was really lucky, the intern doctor turned over and adjusted it, and touched xiao Jin's stomach for more than two hours, and finally found and cut off the appendix.
How many years have passed, as long as the appendix is mentioned, Xiao Jin is nervous, and it is the operation that scares him.
Xiao Jin let this two-knife doctor cut off the appendix, so that there was no major incident. The Eight Tuan Lao Tong cut off his own appendix under a specific historical environment.
Almost no one believes it, it's almost self-inflicted. But you can't help but believe that the appendix that was soaked in formalin is still quietly preserved in the National Revolutionary Museum in Beijing. If you are careful, you may have the opportunity to see that little cecum in one of the special exhibitions.
The harsh natural environment and harsh living conditions in the Great Northern Wilderness have tested and tempered the knowledgeable youth. Lao Tong is a steel-boned man who grew up in this special environment, hard-working, decisive and resolute, written on his face full of wind and frost.
He was not afraid of work, he did not have to cut the ground, shovel the ground, repair the water conservancy, but he preferred medicine.
Maybe it was a family tradition, and someone in his family was a doctor. Maybe it was talent, he just held a medical book to read. For a long time, Lao Tong really understood some basic knowledge of medicine without a teacher. His dream is to one day become a barefoot doctor and use his skills to hang the pot in the world.
Lao Tong thought well, but what profession you wanted to do in that era was not something you could decide for yourself (of course, not now). Going to college, being a barefoot doctor or something, it's all about being selected and recommended by the leadership. And first of all, it depends on whether you are born well or not, whether you are a red seedling. Looking at your relationship with the masses, of course, first of all, it is the relationship with the company commander, and this goes without saying. You don't have a smile when you see the company commander every day, which company commander instructor will let you study medicine?
This first old tong is almost there. Lao Tong's father was a doctor, at best an old intellectual, how can not be regarded as the "red five categories", not counted as a "reactionary academic authority" to overthrow you, then even if you are lucky.
Going to school is no longer a play, and the only way to study medicine is to become a barefoot doctor. But this is not so simple for Lao Tong, or there is still a recommendation from the company leader and the approval of the health team leader.
The soft grinding hard bubble company was passed, but the health team leader still had to pass the pass. This hard-won opportunity is too expensive for Lao Tong, how to behave so that the health captain can accept him?
Lao Tong couldn't sleep, thinking about how to make the health captain believe that he was a medical student and accept himself. To this end, he held a copy of the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual" every day and turned it over to look at it, and from time to time he ran to the health room and brought back some cotton balls, alcohol and so on.
Looking at the way he didn't think about it, everyone thought he was a bit of a demon (the meaning of stupid, one-sided, and fascinated in Northeastern dialect). At first, there were still people who paid attention to what he was doing, but after a long time, no one cared.
It was a dark and windy night in the month, the northern wilderness winter was dark very early, and the sun had already set at three o'clock.
After dinner, the intellectuals were all on the kang before five o'clock, one was that there was no entertainment, and the other was that the kang was warm.
The north wind whistled, everyone pulled east and west, tastelessly did not talk a few words, soon fell asleep, no one paid attention to the dormitory when Lao Tong left.
According to Lao Tong's own account afterwards, at this moment he has made up his mind to cut off his own cecum (he knows that the cecum is insignificant to people) to show his determination to study medicine.
In the middle of the night (in fact, it is six or seven o'clock), he used the excuse of reading a book to ask for the key to the primary school classroom. When the indoor temperature came up, he laid out the scalpel, degreasing cotton, alcohol and so on, which usually came a little bit, and disinfected them one by one. He also found a piece of gauze and covered these medical devices (even if they were instruments) that he had accumulated to prevent contamination.
Through his usual observation and imitation, the preparation equipment is a small dish for him.
The scalpel flashed cold in the light, and Lao Tong's heart was also a little vague. Don't say that you have never had any surgery, you have never even seen it, let alone there is no anesthetic (the company clinic does not have that thing, there is no place to steal). Fortunately, acupuncture anesthesia Lao Tong has been compared several times, it seems to be a little feeling, and the self feels a little anesthetic.
Pinch the needle, good luck, Lao Tong in the inner pass, shoulder well, Tianshu, Foot Sanli, Inner Garden, Zhaohai, Taixi and other acupuncture points through the piercing. Anything that has an analgesic effect, even the forbidden needle points are also pierced, in order to achieve the best pain relief effect. Soon, he felt that his waist had become numb...
Worthy of being a man who dared to do something, several large mouthfuls of behemoth in the Northern Wilderness sixty-seven degrees of shochu under the belly, the scalpel cut into his abdomen...
I don't know if the leader of the health team was touched by Lao Tong's spirit, or was afraid that Lao Tong would have another amputation craniotomy or something one day, anyway, Lao Tong became a hygienist, and he also fulfilled his wish.
Fate played a joke with him, and Lao Tong probably didn't have the life of a doctor. After a few days as a hygienist, he caught up with the peak of returning to the city, and it was a young acquaintance who rushed back to the city, and Lao Tong was no exception.
Before returning to the city, Lao Tong had not forgotten to bring back the cecum that he had cut off with his own hands.
After returning to Beijing, no one dared to let him operate on his medical skills no matter what. It was too late to go to school again, helpless, and forced by life, he took off his beloved white coat and changed his business to rent.
Still an honest look, or a man who dares to do something, he still has a story when he opens a rental. He had caught three robbers in three places, three stupid boys who had taken advantage of the taxi to rob them, and who knew that the driver they were trying to rob was Zhiqing of the Northern Wilderness Corps, a soldier who once regarded death as a homecoming.
Three to one, Lao Tong used a large cone in his hand to subdue the three big guy robbers. Later, when he made a record, he introduced the process of robbery, and seemed to lightly knock the big and small guys to the ground, and even the police admired it very much. ”
That year, the Retrospective Exhibition of the Northern Wilderness Knowledge Youth was held, and the scene was vigorous, not to mention. After hearing the story of his self-cutting appendix, the leader of the Revolution Museum proposed to keep his small appendix in a permanent collection to record the feelings of a generation. Although it was not a praise, just a record, Lao Tong also agreed.
That time on a TV show, I talked to Lao Tong about it and asked him if he would still think of that little organ on his body.
He shrugged, smiled, and said, "If you think about it, go to the museum." "It's still so cloudy and breezy.