Chapter 27 I'm sick (diary) (1)

Wednesday 24 March I have had pain in my right shoulder for two weeks.Mom always thought that she was injured by something, and Dad thought it was a tug of war.Thursday March 25 From the Cancer Hospital to the China-Japan Friendship Hospital, Wang Zhao and his mother came in the evening. On Friday, March 26, they were not allowed to eat or drink in the morning, and in the evening Liang Jing, Jiang Feng, Xi Xi and his mother came.Saturday March 27 I read in the morning, and my middle school classmates came to visit me at noon.Go back to the hospital to sleep and have dinner.Write at night.The letters in the big envelope, written by Lulu, have left me with a long aftertaste and a lot of thoughts.It made me feel elated, just like Yingchun on the bedside table. It is not easy for a girl to have such sincerity.What I love more is her sincerity. Lulu has always been a sensible girl.

At night I lay on the bed, listening to the clear music on the MP3, the violin is like a poem, and the word life is like strings is very good, so the violin is contaminated with spirituality, and it is not ordinary with spirituality.The bed was very wide, and I was the only one lying there, nothing else.The lights were turned off very early, and the curtains of each bed were drawn high, and the light of the bedside lamp could still be seen slightly inside.The entire ward is like a proud castle, majestic and unpredictable, and I am like a wordless wanderer surrounded by castles.Sunday March 28

I thought about calling Lulu all day, but I didn't have time until night.I remember that I only made one call to Lulu before.It was when Brother Xi Xi went to New Zealand for a summer vacation, he missed Lulu in his heart, and asked me to call her, and left the phone number in the email he sent.I was busy making a call to Lulu when I was about to eat at noon. The voice of the phone was extremely noisy. It seemed that Lulu was in Iraq and sent me a telegram, and there was only a faint voice.I said loudly, classmate Lulu, I am Ziyou.Lulu hesitated for a while in that "distant place", and then said, who is Ziyou?It took all my self-confidence away.This time, I was even more cautious when calling her.But because I really wanted to talk to Lulu, I was very happy.The phone is still so noisy, I seem to have entered that distant Iraq again.

On Monday, March 29, I heard that the piercing will be done tomorrow afternoon.He trembled all over when he heard the word.Think, "puncture"!It was the thorn that went in. When I told Lulu on the evening of the 28th, she also said that she was more nervous than me.Tuesday March 30 When I opened my eyes in the morning, what I saw were tall curtains, and the feeling was different from when I opened my eyes a few days ago.I have my own private room! At around 6 o'clock, the patients all around could hear the curtains being pulled back, began to brush their teeth and wash their faces, and prepared to eat.Needless to say about the rest, the rules of the hospital are stricter than those of the school, and every day life is the same. It is rare for someone as difficult as me to be able to live happily and vividly.

Thinking of "piercing a thorn" in the afternoon, there is no tension, only the excitement of going to the battlefield.In the morning, the director of the thoracic surgery department of the hospital and several doctors came and told me about the puncture, and told me that it was less painful than an injection because anesthesia was required.I listened, and I had no other beliefs or thoughts.In the morning, my mother came in a hurry wearing sunglasses, and the skirt was very beautiful, just like the landscape of Guilin.I watched "I Love My Family" with her, and we couldn't stop laughing.At noon, I was told that I could not eat or drink water. It was really hard!Someone sent two bottles of sodium chloride injection, and I guessed what it was for.Seeing that it was an injection, my heart was half cold.Is it just to inject these two bottles when the needle is pierced into my tumor?If these two bottles were water, I would have to drink them for three hours and inject them all into my tumor. Would I still be able to stand up?

After writing the above paragraph, looking at the time, it is still 5 minutes away from 12 o'clock.In another hour, I will have to go downstairs for a puncture, so nervous!Excited!I was excited watching "My Family, My Family". Before 1 o'clock, a man in a blue coat walked into the ward.Time to go for the piercing. Because the puncture is on the first floor, it will be colder.Before leaving, I even put on a coat.After entering, I took off my shirt first. Unexpectedly, the CT room was astonishingly cold, and I was very cold.Then they let me lie on the bed, a young doctor wearing glasses and a mask first took out a small bottle.From the inside, I picked out a few dried tofu-like things with a tong, and wiped them on my chest.Then put it on the top, followed by anesthesia, the process of administering anesthesia is quite painful.But I always face everyone with a smile.Then he took an extremely thick needle and pierced it into the chest.That feeling is really unbearable.