At 11 a.m. on April 17, the child's grandmother was transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward.
On April 11th, the child's grandmother had a stomach hemorrhage and was admitted to the intensive care unit.
I am 54 years old this year, my son held a wedding on May 2, all the wedding work is carried out in an orderly manner, and the child's grandmother agreed to come to my house on April 12 to take a bath, and then buy her new clothes, and then attend her little grandson's wedding.
The child's grandmother is eighty-nine years old, and she has been on dialysis for two years because of kidney disease.
But at this juncture, the child's grandmother vomited blood and was admitted to the intensive care unit, and the husband's five brothers and sisters took turns to accompany them outside the intensive care room, and on the night of April 11, we all waited outside the intensive care room until a little more, the child's grandmother vomited blood and stopped, and the rest went home, and that night, my husband stayed on duty in the hospital.
From the 11th to the 16th, we were called to the hospital twice in the middle of the night in the middle of the night, which was really thrilling and distracting.
What will happen to my son's wedding if something happens? My husband doesn't even go to work in the hospital every day, but fortunately I am self-employed, I can leave at any time, and the store is not open for business.
Yesterday morning, my husband rushed to the hospital at 7 o'clock, and then I arrived at the hospital.
Yesterday was good news, the doctor notified the family to sign, can be transferred to the general ward, completed all the formalities, was arranged into the emergency room of the general ward, here needs to be observed for a few more days, the indicators are stable, and then transferred to the ward.
The child's grandmother is sober and speaks smartly, but she is too old to be excited, and no more accidents can happen.
Yesterday at noon, everything was arranged, and it was not appropriate to leave too many people in the hospital, five brothers and sisters, a family for a day, my husband and I took the initiative to stay in the hospital as the first shift escort.
From yesterday day to night, one day and one night, my husband and I stayed in the hospital, not daring to leave the ward for a moment, the child's grandmother measured blood pressure for a while, infused liquids for a while, nebulized for a while, and did dialysis for a while, from day to night, the doctors and nurses shuttled back and forth without stopping.
After the liquid was transfused and the bottle was replaced, the light dialysis was done for 7 hours and 10 minutes, and the child's grandmother was lying on the hospital bed, with all kinds of tubes inserted into her body, and it was uncomfortable to lie there and not be able to move.
After a while, the child's grandmother yelled that her legs were sleepy, so she hurried to knock her legs, and took a massage hammer and gently knocked it through the quilt.
For a while, the child's grandmother yelled that she was uncomfortable and took an air cushion under her buttocks, and then she made a fuss about taking out the air cushion.
After a while, I had to take a napkin and wipe it for her at any time, and after that, I had to call the nurse when the liquid was finished. It's hot for a while, cold for a while, a quilt for her, a dress for her again, a diaper for her, a drink of water, and a drink of soup.
It's not easy to do this job of serving patients, and after staying in the hospital for a long time, my head hurts.
My husband and I kept greeting and accompaniing, and we didn't even dare to sleep at night, so we had to take turns to accompany and take care of them, and we hoped that the child's grandmother would recover as soon as possible and that no more accidents would happen.
I just returned to the store at about 1 o'clock in the afternoon today, and sitting in the store, I felt like a world away, as if this day and night were very long, like a century apart.
Although I yelled every day and was very afraid to go to the hospital, I really encountered something, I had to go if I didn't go, and no matter how scared I was, I had to stay in the hospital and serve the child's grandmother.
Every day in the hospital is really not a normal place for people to stay, just every day the incidence of patients directly affects you, especially your own family, a little bit of wind and grass, it is really trembling, frightened, very scared.
I hope that everything will develop in a good direction, and I sincerely hope that the child's grandmother will get better as soon as possible and the child's wedding can be held as scheduled.