Today is October 8th. I went to work on the first day after the National Day holiday. As usual, I got up early and went to the playground to run. When I run every day, I see some elderly people, and I always feel extremely nostalgic for my father.
Yesterday I recalled my father's experience of going to the chest hospital for examination. The next day I got the film, and the lung nodules were 11mm. Except that this is different from the physical examination of 10mm three months ago, other conclusions and even doubts are basically the same. I showed the film to the doctor who was acquainted by my friend. The doctor's explanation was that there were two possibilities. The first one was that nodules had grown up, but it could also be a problem with the scale of different hospitals and different doctors, which was difficult to speculate. The only feasible thing is to continue to observe and check it once in three months or six months to see if you have grown up. Then the doctor also strongly advised my father to quit smoking. It seems that smoking does have a great impact on lung diseases.
I was a little helpless at first, not knowing where to go, so I could only ask the doctor what else to do. The doctor told me that I could do a strengthening CT and could take pictures of whether there were any lesions in the whole body. It was just that the cost was too high and I was not very recommended. Moreover, the hospital did not have such advanced equipment yet. After talking about a few places, my mind was too messy and I didn’t remember it very clearly.
Two days later, my friend and I sat down with an acquaintance doctor and discussed my father's condition in detail. This way, it was not like being in a hospital. We could chat slowly and in detail. If we don't understand, ask clearly until we understand. The doctor was also very good, so he directly contacted me for medical institutions that could do the examination and set the time.
The past scenes seemed to be right in front of me. Until this moment, I had not started to make mistakes, but everything seemed to be waiting for me in the dark... Miss my father, may my father be healthy, free of illness, happy, and happy in heaven!
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