Section 2 Disasters do not go alone
I can't go on like this, and I have to go back to the factory to move bricks after the fifteenth day of the first month!
When I made up my mind to go to the county hospital, I hung up the expert number and took a film, the bone was fine, the first muscle strain was diagnosed, a bunch of anti-inflammatory painkillers were prescribed, and I was asked to go home to brake and recuperate, and I was rechecked a week later, and I was not well for follow-up.
Medicine must be taken on time, and the main thing is that I underestimated the importance of "braking".
In addition to carrying water, cooking, flipping through my phone, playing with the computer, I have no shirk responsibility for everything that needs to be used with my right hand.
Eight days later, I changed to a hospital for a follow-up, indicating that the last time the effect was not good, so the female outpatient specialist percussion and inquiry, as if she could not determine the real cause, directly told me that the ligament was torn and the muscle was strained.
This time, she emphasized again: to brake, you must find a scarf to hang your right arm, and prescribed ibuprofen sustained-release patches, methylcobalamin, and celecoxib.
"What do you pay attention to when you eat and drink?" I quickly asked.
"Avoid spicy food, quit smoking and drinking, stay in bed, and be in a happy mood......"
I promise not to cry, okay?
I said secretly in my heart.
Could it be that the long scarf I bought for my wife was magically found by rummaging through the cabinets?
It's still a new patch for the symptoms, and after a week, the numbness in the upper right arm has finally been effectively alleviated, and it seems that the day before I go back to the south is just around the corner!
[The picture comes from the Internet, if it is invaded, it must be deleted]
#我要上头条#
#记录我的2024#
