After experiencing the "midnight horror" experience for 16 days, I guess I will have midnight phone phobia in the future... Staying in the underground passage dedicated to resting for the family of ICU patients, the simple carton board under the single bed hurts the waist, compared to

Simmons came in the sky and the earth, but he was not attentive to do anything. What he was most worried about was the sound of the red telephone on the middle table.

Especially around 11 o'clock at night, the family members who had been in a daze and fell asleep just now. The phone rang out suddenly. More than a dozen people woke up almost at the same time. All the snoring stopped immediately, and they stared at each other with wide eyes and ran over.

The person who answered the phone was afraid of calling his bed number.

In fact, most of the time, the call is just asking your family to send blood samples, phlegm samples, orders, wet wipes and toilet paper, and rarely talk about the condition, but everyone is afraid of this in the end - ask your family to get up in the middle of the night to talk

The condition is only the worst possibility. In a few days, I witnessed several separations of life and death, and the density was too high.

It took 16 days to come. I felt that my nerves and heart were strong. From the worst time to the final improvement, the excitement of seeing a ray of dawn in the long night was unspeakable.

This morning, after repeated inspections, I decided to take the risk of doing a CT. The family members were seven. Director ICU took action personally, the head nurse pressed the formation, holding a drip, two people pulled the bed, there was a monitor and a potion pump on the bed, and one person pushed the back

The bed, two people pushed the ventilator, one person pulled the oxygen tank, and a nurse was waiting with a first aid kit on her back. More than a dozen people trotted and rushed to the CT room. The posture was no different from the war. Although the round trip was smooth

In just three or four minutes, each of them had a rapid heartbeat and sweating profusely. The feeling of life calculated in seconds was particularly clear and unforgettable for a lifetime.

If it goes well, I will unplug the intubation before New Year’s Eve and stop the tranquilizer. I can breathe a sigh of relief. Updates will take time, but I am really not in the mood some time ago.

Forgive me.
Chapter completed!