When I entered the bathroom, I felt a little palpitations. I untied my trouser belt and left a pool of blood from under me. It was not scarlet. The two pots of 1500 ml of water in the first two hours were under the water. When it came out, it was dark red, not bright, and there was no vitality. With a stinging pain under the body, I pressed the water pump button and left. Just on the operating table just now, the doctor asked me to look up. I was originally lying flat with my legs split apart. I slightly raised my head and looked at the doctor under my legs. The gloves in the white coat held a silver-white slender surgical forceps with the length of the forearm. The one holding the green green hose that had been in my body for a month - also known as the pig tail tube. The diameter is estimated to be only 6 mm, but the length of nearly 30 cm is still incredible to me even if it is taken out. If a real person will involuntarily recall that when this thing is implanted, even if it is just a memory, it will be a thorn on his back.
When talking about these, I have already done a complete set of stone removal surgery. People have a relatively good habit of being naughty, "I forgot the pain after healing the scar." If I had been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment a month ago, I was kneeling on the ground with my stomach... Forget it, my parents who were already in pain at that time didn't recognize it, and they didn't recognize the gold and silver, and they couldn't control them at all.
August 3 at 5 pm on August 3rd, I felt a slight pain in my right kidney. With the mentality of retaining my face, I endured it and refused to call anyone. When the pipe began to be blocked by stones, the liquid on it should have flowed down normally, but it was indeed taken down fiercely. The hidden pain in the body became more and more obvious, and the lasted longer and longer. At seven o'clock, I finally started to call the emergency call with my belly in my arms. After that, it was no longer a hidden pain, but a straight-line pain. After all, he couldn't save his face. He took off his pants and went to the operating table. Then he became unconscious and became fish meat and was slaughtered. After checking, I found out that the pain of stones does not seem to be too great, but medically classified it as level 11 pain, also called second childbirth. But this time I gave birth, I couldn’t get anything at all, so it got stuck there, making you feel like heaven and earth are incompatible. The elf held back his smile and said, "Now, you have also experienced the pain of having a baby, although it's the same time." I classified this as a "real childbirth experience". Because the elf had not experienced being a mother, I first put it in and experienced it, and I was quite happy. We were even.
Entering the operating table at 10 o'clock in the evening, and it ended at half past eleven. The nurse said I was not lucky. I had a cerebral congestion at the same time when I came in. I was forced to have a "real childbirth experience" for 3 hours. The nurse is right, will I give you such a chance if I am lucky? Once I was walking outside after the operation. I felt proud and proud of my own level 11 pain for three hours without moaning. The elf expressed his affirmation and added that when she had just arrived at the hospital, she knelt on the hospital bed with her belly and waited for the operation, she didn't hum at first and thought I didn't hurt, but then she started to hum "ahohoh" and did not cry out for pain... Well, you are indeed my weakness, and I started to be arrogant when I saw you.
The nurse was wrong. At that time, in addition to a cerebral congestion, there was also a girl with gas poisoning who was also sent in a few minutes after I entered the emergency room. Just opposite my emergency room, the doctor looked at me and ran to the opposite bed. At that time, I couldn't stand it when I was lying down, so I started lying on the ground, vomiting. I vomited those things on the ground, and I lay down in front of me less than ten centimeters. The doctor looked at me at that time and ran to the opposite bed. I had a psychological greeting. Now I think about it, what level 11 pain, what childbirth, what life and death, I think it's a ball, anyway, you won't die for a while.
