The old man with lung cancer wishes you to go well

The old man in the next bed left, the first few weeks the old man has been shouting to be discharged, the doctor and family have comforted him that he was discharged from the hospital on Monday, and sure enough, he was discharged from the hospital today, but he directly pulled down the funeral home. When the old man left, I also shed tears, one is to get along for 20 days and think that others are very cute, the focus is to see him I am really more worried about my father.

Coincidentally, the old man's body was quite tough a few days ago, and he could even get out of bed and take two steps. You can eat 2 large meatballs, a bowl of rice and porridge for a meal, and it is indeed like a person who can be discharged from the hospital. I used to envy this old man every day, he could eat, drink and sleep, his spirit was good, and the doctor said that he could be discharged. How good I wish my dad could have such a mental state.

Maybe fate is confusing, maybe the disease is so fast. I heard that on Sunday night more than 11 o'clock I felt cold, fever, asthma, especially asthma, and did not sleep all night. When I went to the hospital on Monday morning to accompany my father, I saw the old man gasping and shaking, clutching the bed pole and shaking. At noon, the nurse went out to buy food, I helped the old man call the nurse to change the water, the old man was very breathless but also said thank you to me, and he was sad for him. I think he's a very courteous old man.

He was so breathless that he didn't want to eat, the nurse said to call your children, the old man was still stopping, the nurse said: "I feel sorry for you, the water has not gotten better for half a day, I have to let the children make up their minds." ”

To be honest, when I first came to this ward, I thought that the nurse was the son of the old man, and the water and urine were well taken care of. Slowly found that it was a nurse, the old man 3 sons and 2 daughters, only at noon that someone sent food, except for the younger son in Shanghai, when he came to the bed for 2 hours to talk with the old man, the other children stood for only 10 minutes to leave. Every day, the old man asked to be discharged from the hospital and go home.

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the old man's girlfriend came and was anxious to find the director of the respiratory department to consult. At 3 o'clock, the director of the respiratory department listened for a while, did not say anything and walked out of the ward, and when the son and daughter returned, they heard that they needed the household registration ID card (now think about it, it is estimated that they are going to prepare a death certificate).

The girl looked at the old man's breathless face was purple, looking for the chief doctor to ask for suction, half an hour suction apparatus came, found that the department of oncology lacked a suction mouth, suction is from the mouth to insert a tube to the trachea. After another 20 minutes, the bite came. Still no phlegm was sucked out, the phlegm was too sticky. The hospital said that there is no bed in the respiratory department, transfer to the ICU, otherwise it will definitely not pass tonight, and it will be brain hypoxic. You have to turn tightly, otherwise it will be too late.

One after another, 4 children were gathered, and the most capable and most thoughtful old and young did not arrive (people living in Shanghai). Even the old lady rushed to the hospital.

During this period, the old man gasped badly, lying on his side, clutching the railing in his hand and shaking desperately, and the breathing mask he was wearing was also torn off by himself. Only to listen to the second son next to teach the old man "you don't pull, you have to obey..." The mouth is anxious to act and sit firmly on Mount Tai. Nor did he move to help the old man take the oxygen mask to put on or hold the oxygen mouth to the old man's mouth but do not cover the face, so that the old man is more comfortable.

Then the old man, only to hear his son say to the nurse: You hurry up and clean up. "When cleaning up, several children consciously ran outside the ward and waited.

The nurse said that if you can't cough up phlegm, drink more water. The son still said to the nurse, "You give him some water." ”

As before, the family will only point fingers at the elderly, but they are not willing to serve the elderly in person. Until the time of suctioning, the second son took the initiative to cooperate with the nurse, may be really anxious and afraid.

Around 5 o'clock, the children finally agreed to transfer to the ICU. After a while, a doctor in a purple surgical gown came in, "I'm the ICU doctor, look at the old man's condition." "You wake up, you wake up. The old man has been in a coma, how long has he been in a coma? "No one in the family could answer. Instead, the nurse answered.

Just like the TV series, monitors, emergency oxygen balls, adrenaline ... The emergency doctor calmly directed the nurses of the oncology department, and in coordination with the attending doctor and the doctor on duty of the oncology department, tacitly began to rescue. The rescue was right in front of my eyes, right next to my dad's bed. I was also nervous, I looked at the ICU people and thought that the old man was hopeful.

Suddenly, the doctors scattered. Some people say "dismantle the machine". I sneaked a glance at the monitor, and several life curves were flat. The old man was gone. The old man, who had just been unconscious and panting, had run out of breath. The face is purple and the toes are black.

It was the first time in my life that I had seen a living person die.

Doctors and nurses evacuated, relatives entered the ward, nurses took out a large black package from the cabinet, and the family wiped the old man's clothes. I realized that the old man, like my father, was terminally ill with cancer. I also suddenly wanted to understand why the director of the gastroenterology department didn't say anything, why the children communicated with the director enough to prepare the ID card and household registration book, and why the decision to enter the ICU was so slow and so difficult. Intubating the old man or letting him leave with dignity? This is a thousand-year-old problem for children.

For patients with terminal cancer, doctors are like fortune tellers. He can predict the approximate length of your life and say that if you want to go, you will go. Medicine can't help you prolong your life, it can only make your last days less painful.

The old man's 5 children, the youngest is nearly 50 years old, only deliver food, do not wait, do not accompany. Could it be that when they were young, they were all brought up by nannies?

Old man, may you have no pain in heaven.