Have a good life. A leukemia patient's self-report: Ada-the first experience of chemotherapy 37

The patient in bed 22 has left. The triple bed has been cleaned and the quilt has been made. This bed is near the door and toilet, and the two beds next door are unaccompanied. The patients lay quietly in the hospital bed, taking intravenous drip.

Our family suddenly poured into the ward, looking for cabinets and putting things away, and the quiet ward suddenly became noisy. I stood aside, not knowing whether to lie down or sit down. After a while, a nurse rushed in: "You have too many family members. Leave the patient and a family member here. Other family members please go outside the ward and don't affect other patients. " My mother immediately apologized and let the family out of the ward. The nurse came to me and said, "Are you a patient? Go to sleep. You'd better walk less now. A doctor will come later. " Then he left like a gust of wind.

I slowly strolled over and sat down by the bed, but I couldn't lie down. I don't understand why I'm lying in bed in broad daylight! I looked around and met the eyes of 23 patients lying in bed. This is an aunt in her sixties. Her face is black and yellow, her eyes are deep and her whole face is swollen. I nodded at her: "I'm sorry, many people came in just now to bother you." Aunt took the corner of her mouth and said, "Nothing, is this your first time in hospital?" "Yes, I just found out this morning and let me be hospitalized." "This is the first time. After a long time, fewer people will come and you will get used to it. " Aunt wanted to say more, but she was interrupted by a cough that rushed out. The thick cough was wrapped in phlegm and lasted for quite a while. I couldn't help tightening the strap on the mask. The cough finally stopped, and my aunt was not in the mood to talk anymore. The ward was quiet again.

I'm still sitting by the bed, and my mother has put all my things away. Two or three doctors came in at the door The young female doctor headed by me went to the bed and said to me, "Bed 22, come and be a bone marrow puncture first."

The doctors began to get busy in an operating room opposite the ward. I hesitated and didn't want to go there. I'm going to experience such an uncomfortable feeling again! Finally, I made up my mind to walk over and lie on that little bed. Pie and mother were invited out of the operating room, and the doctor closed the door and began.

The cold anesthetic needle, the tingling sensation of acid numbness, the spinal canal that was knocked in, and the bones of the limbs were pulled up and curled up. They're here. They're all here. I closed my eyes and bit my lip to stop myself from making a sound. I just counted silently, and there was only one thought in my heart: I can't scream, I can't scream! The door of the operating room is so thin that I want to shout it out, and mom and them will feel uncomfortable!

Finally, the doctor opened the door, called the pie in and bandaged my wound. I still closed my eyes and heard the pie: "Wow, you are sweating so much, it must be very painful!" " "I slowly opened my eyes, and my body was still full of pain and numbness, and I didn't want to talk. My mother also came in and stood at the head of the bed: "Son, you are suffering again! How painful and uncomfortable it is to pump bone marrow! "My mother's voice trembled, and so did my heart.

After pressing for 20 minutes, the pie helped me get up slowly. I limped out of the operating room and smiled at my family in the corridor. I just pulled my tongue. I tried my best to say, "When I'm finished, I'll just smoke a little." My mother said, "Sleep, sleep."

Just sitting on the bed, another group of doctors came in. The female doctor who just pierced my bones followed. Headed by a soft-faced female doctor. I looked at her name tag, deputy chief physician, and her surname was Lu. "Well, this should be the leader of my group. He is quite young and looks very friendly." I judge in my mind.

Dr. Lu confirmed my name and said, "Bed 22, you are now confirmed as acute promyelocytic leukemia, and you know it yourself." Well, bad luck is good. This kind of leukemia is now treated with specific drugs, and the situation is good after recovery. Of course, we should not take it lightly. Acute leukemia is very dangerous at first, especially M3. You see, your white blood cells are almost gone now, and the risk of infection is very high. The platelets of M3 patients are generally low, and what they are most afraid of is internal bleeding. If this blood comes from the brain and heart, it is dangerous. Therefore, you'd better not move now, just lie in bed and reduce the risk of bleeding. " "What about going to the toilet?" I interjected. "Go to the supermarket on the first floor to buy an individual basin. Don't go if you can't walk. " "ah!" I sighed deeply. Dr. Lu immediately took the words: "Don't take it lightly. One of my former M3 patients went to the corridor to smoke a cigarette, which resulted in cerebral hemorrhage. " . One is on the bed by the window. I came in for a tour and everything was fine. When I found his bed, the cardiovascular bleeding had disappeared. "I immediately took a deep breath. Dr. Lu continued: "The follow-up will start chemotherapy immediately. I will give you oral chemotherapy drugs in the afternoon and do various tests tomorrow. Probably the day after tomorrow, start taking chemotherapy shots. Is that clear? "This information is a bit large. I looked at the doctor blankly and nodded my head. Before leaving, Dr. Lu did not forget to add: "Lie in bed, wear a mask, and move less if you can! "When I saw the doctor go out, my mind suddenly moved. I stopped her:" Doctor, does this disease need a bone marrow transplant? " Dr. Lu turned his head: "M3 doesn't need a bone marrow transplant. "The word came out, it is nature! The doctor has been gone for a long time, and I'm still standing at the door, yelling, "Did you hear that? Did you hear that? ! The doctor said my illness was cured! Help! ! ! You don't need a bone marrow transplant yet! No transplant! ! ! "

Hearing the doctor's call, the atmosphere in the ward changed immediately, and the whole family's face became gloomy. I immediately got rid of the heavy burden of 1000 Jin, and felt as light as a swallow. I moved to the bed and found my mother's face still hazy, muttering, "Is this chemotherapy?" Could this be chemotherapy? "As soon as I turned around and saw me leaning, I was anxious:" Lie down, lie down, you didn't listen to the doctor! " "

After a while, the nurse brought the medicine. A small piece of white pills, packed in a small sealed plastic bag. The nurse told me to swallow water now, and I sat up from the bed. My mother was anxious again: "Hey, hey, slow down, slow down!" " Get up slowly, get up slowly, the doctor told you not to move! "

Such a small piece of medicine, lying quietly in my palm, I looked at it and felt a surge in my heart: "How can it have such great strength when it is so small?" Hey, it's like a wolf. Is the chemotherapy coming? No time for others to prepare! Although it is only an advance team, the gas field is also leveraged. Alas! "I shook my head vigorously." I don't want to. I think it doesn't matter that much! "I looked up and swallowed.

It was getting dark, and my mother sent the rest of the family back, leaving my parents and pie in the ward. The ward has already had dinner, and the two beds next to it have also had dinner. I urged them to eat and go home early after eating.

While they were eating, a doctor brought me a small piece of paper, saying that it was given to me by Dr. Lu and I would use it later. I took it and saw that it was a disease diagnosis opinion with my name written on it. The diagnosis opinion is "acute promyelocytic leukemia", which is covered with bright red hospital seal and doctor's name stamp. That's it! This is my sentence! This sealed judgment is posted on my forehead, and the death penalty, suspension of death, indefinite life and fixed term depend on my own fate! The doctor is really considerate. This opinion will definitely be used repeatedly to go through various procedures in the future, proving that I am different from others.

"Acute, promyelocytic, leukemia", I recited it several times, and finally read it successfully. Before that, I didn't know these words could have such a combination. Looking at the opinions in my hand, I suddenly felt that those words and the big red chapter were dazzling. I opened the drawer and threw this little piece of paper in. ?

After dinner, my parents were persuaded to go home, and my mother didn't say much. They hurried out in the afternoon without anything. As soon as this protracted war started, they also had to go back to prepare. Before going out, my mother asked me, "Daughter, what do you want to eat tomorrow morning, fried?" Egg cake? Rice balls? I brought it! ""no, mom, I'll let the pie take it. Don't be busy. " My mother nodded: "Nothing. "At the door, he turned and added," Lie in bed, move less, move less! " "My mother finally disappeared, and my whole heart was sour.

Turning around, the pie sat by my bed and looked at me quietly. I held out my hand, and the pie held my hand with both hands, very hard. I opened my mouth, but choked up: "Pie, I'm sick again …" I stopped to slow down: "It's getting heavier every time!" Tears flowed out again, and the pie gently wiped my tears and shook my hand harder: "Don't worry, my husband is with you." ?

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The patient in the same room began to get ready for bed. I looked at the time. At 7: 30, there is a gap between the schedule here and the real world, and most people can't jump over it.

I urged the pie to go home, saying that this afternoon, except for a bone spur, I took a few pills and there was nothing else. Tonight would be even better. Why don't you go home early and have a good sleep, and come back early tomorrow morning. The pie smiled faintly and said that I would leave when I slept. I got up with a skid: "OK, now get ready."

I jumped out of bed, moved my hands and feet, and complained to the pie, "It's really uncomfortable to lie in bed with nothing." Pie reminds me: "Take it easy, take it easy!" I smiled at him and raised my eyebrows: "Nothing, I have read the blood routine report, and the platelets are not too low to die!" When the pie wanted to talk, I grabbed it first: "Besides, my mother is not here, you are not that strict, I know!" "The pie smiled at me, and I held out my hand to him:" Come, cookie, accompany the empress to the corridor for a walk! " " ?

Pie helped me walk slowly in the corridor. Patients, family members and nurses shuttled back and forth and walked. I suddenly remembered something and said to the pie, "I want to make a phone call." Go and get hot water first. " The pie is gone. I found a small staircase at the end of the corridor, closed the door, touched the phone and began to dial the number of the leader.

The phone quickly passed, and the leader called my name on the other end of the phone. I took a deep breath, paused for three seconds, and said, "Leader, my review results have come out. It's leukemia. The doctor asked me to be hospitalized at once. I'm in the hospital now. I need chemotherapy in two days, and I have to ask for leave again. I wonder how long it will take. I can't do anything at work anyway. " When I finished in one breath, I was afraid that the pause would get out of hand. The leader was silent for two seconds at that end, but his voice was still calm: "Don't think about things at work. Now you have one thing, and you are dedicated to treating the disease! "

I'm much relieved when I hang up the phone and come out. Yes, nothing else. Let's concentrate on the treatment!

In the corridor, the pie came face to face with a hot kettle and asked me, "Have you finished eating?" Are you all right? " "Nothing!" I went up and took his arm: "After all, I am a leader, so calm."