This is a record of my recent surgery, and I hope it will be of some help to everyone.

About 20 years ago, my mother was a nursing home in a small clinic nearby. I often ran to her to play after dinner. Once a young doctor who had just graduated pinched my face and found a lump the size of a rice grain on my right cheek. He said that this thing is called lipoma, which is very common and easy to develop throughout the body, so there is no need to worry about it.

Therefore, for the next twenty years, I have been treating this little thing as a biological lipoma and have not done any examination. Fortunately, it has been lurking under the skin and can't see any abnormalities normally. Until two years ago, this "lipoma" began to grow slowly, which slowly made me feel that the gum on my right cheek had become a little bigger.

Perhaps it affected the beauty of the prosperous times, I decided to remove it. Therefore, I consulted some information and found that the tumor was in a bad position - the clustered and sensitive facial nerves may cause facial paralysis, so I chose the famous West China Hospital in Chengdu.

The day we went was cloudy, we registered, lined up, and saw the doctor. The doctor touched it and said, "You don't look like a lipoma, but a cyst, go and take a movie."

The result was different from what I thought, and I always felt a little nervous. We walked into the corridor and turned on our phones to check. Oh, cysts didn't seem to be troublesome, so we breathed a sigh of relief.

I went downstairs to do color ultrasound. After lying on the bed, the girl who did color ultrasound started to slide around on my face with the instrument. I was thinking in my mind whether to get this cyst to have general anesthesia or local anesthesia? Wouldn't it be scary? How much does it cost?

At this moment, her movements stopped, she turned to call out to another older colleague and said in a low voice, "Hey? Come and have a look?"

Look? What to look at? Is there anything amazing? My ears suddenly stood up.

Her colleague came over and stared at the screen. The two of them began to bite their ears, and they could only vaguely hear things like "blood vessels", "blood flow".

I felt a sudden sensation in my heart, because before, I thought it was a lipoma or a cyst, I knew there shouldn't be blood vessels inside.

After a while, after the color ultrasound was filmed, she went out to sit in the corridor and waited for the result. She was playing with her mobile phone happily. I didn't say anything to her, but she also started playing with her mobile phone.

After waiting for an hour to get the results, I scanned roughly and found that the text at the bottom was "Suspected Polymorphic Adenoma".

My heart was thrilled, thinking that this thing was just a tumor? I turned to look at her and her face was not good. So we both tacitly turned on our phones to check, oh, it was really a tumor.

It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon. When I returned to the clinic upstairs, the doctor who was treating me had already gotten off work and hurried to the clinic next door to ask another doctor who was cleaning the table.

The doctor took the report and looked relaxed: Oh, adenoma, nothing.

I asked, what type of tumor is this?

The doctor said that it is very common, just surgery is removed. After the operation, I will be hospitalized for seven days, and it will cost 10,000 yuan - it is still before medical insurance reimbursement.

I couldn't do it at that time, so I asked the doctor, "Will I wait for a few months to finish the New Year and then do it next year?"

The doctor said, no problem!

The doctor got off work, and we walked out of the hospital. When we looked at each other, we didn't look good. When I said to her, "You looked solemn at that time, and you looked scared to death." She said to me, "You obviously pretended to be relaxed at that time to comfort me, which made me even more nervous."

After I got home, I started to check for "polymorphic adenoma" and knew that this is a common tumor that is often found in the parotid glands, and most of itchy. According to the examination results, the boundary rules of my right cheek are well motile, without pain or itch, which means that there is neither malignant change nor invasion of the facial nerve. It should be a benign tumor - most of this tumor is also benign.

I felt relieved in this way. I thought, tumors are benign and malignant. It is not like thinking of "cancer" when talking about tumors. Just cut them off. It's no big deal.

But after finding out the results, my mentality suddenly became different. Perhaps every young person would feel that terrible words such as tumors are far away from him. Although I can often hear them in life, few people would think that things really fall on him. But now they suddenly fall on me, making me feel that I am quite unlucky. Sometimes I say to myself, "Wow, I have a tumor! Who has ever grown it?" Sometimes I say to myself, "Oh, why did I grow this thing, and others are fine?"

Then I felt unhappy when I did anything that needed long-term planning. When I wrote the plot of scribbling, I was thinking about what this character should do after hundreds of thousands of words. Suddenly, the word tumor jumped out of thin air, and suddenly dispelled my smugness. So I let out a long sigh and started to check the information I had repeatedly wanted to check, the current situation of the thing on my face, and then told myself, benign, benign, cut it off after the New Year, nothing!

I also began to feel the tumor started to hurt. When I got angry, it hurts slightly. This incident made me experience another novel area - it turned out that psychological state can have such a huge and obvious impact on the physiological state. It has not hurt for twenty years before the diagnosis, and it has no feeling of accidental collision. But once it was diagnosed, it felt slightly painful the next day, and it hurt for a month!

After so anxious for a while, after the Chinese New Year this year, I decided to cut it off in March. The night before I went to the hospital, she routinely checked the information, but found that we had found the wrong hospital before.

The hospital is better for polymorphic adenomas in West China, but there are several hospitals in West China. The head and neck Oncology Department of West China Dental Hospital. We started registering that night and found that the number of this hospital is terrible and cannot be obtained for more than a week.

It was not until after nine o'clock in the evening of the Qingming Festival that I had to go out to burn paper money for my mother. After writing the tribute, I took a look at her photo on the table, and she was also looking at me. I picked up my phone and opened the hospital official account of West China Dental, clicked on the registration, and saw that there was an appointment option that was green, so I clicked "Appointment", and then the account that I hadn't grabbed in a week was inexplicably hung up. Thank you mom.

A few days later, I went to the hospital and saw the doctor, who also said that I had to have surgery.

In fact, in addition to the tumor itself, this operation also has the possibility of facial nerve damage. I asked the doctor, Doctor, I heard that this surgery may cause crooked mouth and eyes, facial paralysis and inability to recover for life. So, how likely is this? The doctor told me that we don’t know other hospitals. In our West China Oral, this possibility is one in 5,000.

OK, West China Dental is the second in the country, it is really domineering.

Before I could be happy, he touched my tumor again and said, "Well, the boundary is... the activity is pretty good, but the possibility of malignant change cannot be ruled out. Okay, you go downstairs to get admitted to the hospital and wait for scheduled surgery!"

After completing the admission registration, I was told to wait for a bed for one to one and a half months.

After I got home, the torture began. I always thought about the doctor's words, "The possibility of evil transformation cannot be ruled out." In fact, I had thought about this possibility before that - the probability of malignant transformation of polymorphic adenomas in more than 15 years has reached 9.5%, not to mention that my recent growth rate has accelerated. This has changed my view of the world and life, and I began to truly realize that I am just one of the countless beings and have no destiny. Some things that may fall on others may also fall on me.

In the past, I saw car accidents, mudslides, air crashes, and accidents caused by accidents, and I felt that it was impossible for me to happen. At this time, I realized that everyone who died in the disaster must have thought so. I became more cautious in my behavior, and even when I saw gas tanks by the roadside stall, I had to walk by quickly to prevent accidental explosions from being affected. I also began to pay serious attention to my physical condition and check for some minor problems that I thought were nothing big. Of course, these also found some more serious problems, but they were not included in this article.

This month, June, the hospital finally called me and asked me to be admitted.

So they prepared cat food, cat litter and water at home, and the two of them dragged their suitcases to the hospital.

I will explain the following details about hospitalization in detail in case (preferably no) can be used by anyone.

After being admitted to the hospital, he was told that due to the needs of epidemic prevention and control, the family members and patients with the bed were not allowed to go out after entering the 10th floor oncology ward. If the family members go out, they cannot come back, nor can they change their families in the middle.

We were not lucky and were assigned to a seven-person ward with a bed in the middle. The bed had a blue folding chair, which was slept for the family to accompany us at night.

We entered the ward and stood beside the bed for a while. When we saw several patients in the same ward having their heads tightly wrapped, everyone poking out a blood-colored drainage tube from their necks, guiding the bright red liquid in their bodies into a small ball, and it felt extremely scary.

Then he tore off the plastic film on the bed, packed his luggage, and put all kinds of supplies. The elder sister who was accompanying the bed on the left side of the next door told us how to make food and where to throw garbage. After packing up the things, she sat on the bed, and didn't know what to do for a while.

After a while, the two were called by the clinician to the nurse station to inquire about their condition. After a few short sentences, they were told that the surgery at the level of polymorphic adenoma has not reached the level of intravenous antibiotics according to the current regulations of our hospital and requires oral antibiotics. And we asked if any of our families outside, we could go to the first floor downstairs to buy seven-day amounts of antibiotics, send them to the door of the tenth floor, and then take them in by the nurse outside.

This is the first point I really want to complain about. Both of us are on the tenth floor of the hospital, and the pharmacy is on the first floor. But because of the regulations, we have to ask others to come from other places and then take medicine on the first floor. Chengdu is so big, and we still have to use medicine tomorrow. Isn’t this trouble? I said that we have neither relatives nor friends in Chengdu. The doctor said, let’s try buying medicine from JD.com.

So the afternoon of the first day was studying how to spend the whole afternoon. I looked for errands to buy medicine, but errands said I couldn't buy it. I ordered a takeaway pharmacy nearby to buy medicine, but they did not deliver antibiotics. Finally, I bought it on JD.com. I knew that after the next day, I would put it on the express shelf at the entrance of the hospital, and then waited for 4 o'clock every afternoon to pick it up and distributed the takeaway to each ward, but at the same time, I was told that "possible loss".

So, please remind that if someone is going to be admitted to the hospital, buy antibiotics in advance just in case.

After getting the medicine to buy, we were in a better mood. In fact, it was because of the doctor's words, "Your level of surgery cannot be injected with intravenous antibiotics" - I suddenly felt that for the West China mouth, cricket polymorphic adenoma is nothing but a verbal adenoma, and even just take oral medication.

So we started to listen to the people in the same ward chatting. The elder sister on the left bed was chatting with people.

She said a few words, then suddenly stroked her hand, looked at me, and then looked at others:... When we come to our floor, we are basically in our ward. The doctor doesn't say it, but only tells you that it is a cyst.

I didn't react for a while and asked: What exactly is that?

The eldest sister looked at me with a embarrassed and tacit expression, and I suddenly realized that what she said should be cancer.

I felt my face suddenly turn red. When I turned to look at her, I found a look of fear on each other's faces. "Those who come to this floor, those who come to this ward are basically cancerous." What a fuck?

We got together and wanted to comfort each other, but for a moment we couldn't find anything to comfort each other, so we had to go check our phones. I clicked on Baidu casually, and didn't know what to do, and then made a clear and relaxed laugh, which made her feel that I didn't keep the words just now, and now I was immediately attracted by something interesting.

Fortunately, after another hour, the surgeon also came to us to talk.

The surgeon was a tall man and began to tell me in detail about the possible risks of the surgery.

In a relatively bad situation, he said, it is that the tumor is wrapped around the nerves on the face when it grows. In this case, in order to remove the tumor, we have to cut it off with the nerves. Because there is a layer of envelope outside the polymorphic adenoma. If the tumor is cut and the envelope is broken, it is likely to recur in the future.

Of course, in most cases, the facial nerve grows closely against the tumor, so that we can retain the facial nerve - but it may be encountered in the book that the facial nerve will be easily damaged after the operation, but this can be recovered.

I asked, if it is the worst case and the nerves are cut off during the operation, will it still be connected?

The doctor raised his hand and gestured behind his ear. Look here, there is a nerve. When that happens, we will take down this nerve and use it to connect. However, after that, your ears will be numb, but there is no effect.

I asked, can the nerves be connected to restore the original function 100%.

The doctor sighed and said, "Nerve regeneration is quite metaphysical and can't be said."

I said, can there be a 50% chance?

The doctor sighed and said, it's quite metaphysical.

I also sighed and said, "If it is the worst case, I hope to cut the tumor open and peel off my facial nerves. I don't want facial paralysis, and it doesn't matter if I relapse in the future."

The doctor sighed and said that if you do it again after recurrence, it will be very troublesome and a nucleus will be formed.

I sighed and said, I am still young and don’t want to have facial paralysis.

The doctor sighed and said, "I can't see these things now, and I have to wait for the operation to find out."

I sighed and was about to say that the doctor asked me to go back.

Most of the fear comes from the unknown. After talking to the doctor like this, I am not very afraid. Or in other words, I transfer my fear of "cancer" to the "face paralysis". The tumor has grown for twenty years, and I think it is highly likely that my facial nerves will be protected.

What should I do when I sign a sale in the future? I always boast about my beauty in the prosperous era, but the readers see a crooked mouth and maybe they will never read me to write books to deceive people in the future.

After 12 o'clock that night, it was difficult to fall asleep. The patients would suction and cough in the middle of the night, and occasionally there was a detector called the police. After finally enduring the next day, the nurse led the patient and his family to the downstairs for examination and were not allowed to run around. Because of the general anesthesia, they took a chest radiograph, took a color ultrasound of the tumor and enhanced CT.

What’s more interesting is that strengthening CT. The difference between it and ordinary CT is that iodine is injected into the vein (didn’t it? The doctor told me). Then the doctor told me that when you have CT, you will feel that the blood vessels in the whole body are hot. This is because you have iodine injected, which is normal.

When the shooting started, I felt my arms were slightly hot at first. I thought, that's it?

But the next moment, the blood vessels in my body heated up, and the heat flowed through my neck, chest, lower abdomen, and back, and rushed all over my body. This was a very magical experience, as if there was a powerful and unparalleled internal force that blasted into my Chengjiu Yutang, Qihu Guanyuan, and opened my Ren and Du meridians in an instant! I was ecstatic and thought secretly. Perhaps I had achieved the body of martial arts by chance by chance. Not only did the tumor ablation, but the facial nerves were also preserved even-

Then the doctor said to me, I'm done, get up.

I sat up and found that my internal strength had quickly receded.

I sat in the doctor's office and drank a lot of water in order to drain the iodine from my body as soon as possible.

After the examination, I returned to the ward and was told that I had the surgery the next day.

At dusk, my doctor walked to the ward and said to us, come here.

I stood up and felt a chill in my body for a moment. I wondered if it was a test result that was said to be vicious. I followed him to the nurse's station, and he led us to the computer, and began to sigh as he walked: Oh, why is this? It's so strange? Oh, you shouldn't be so young?

I was anxious: What do you mean by that!

He finally began to say: Can you do strenuous exercise in your daily life? Are you okay with your daily activities?

I was stunned and said, "Yes, can I walk four kilometers in one breath, and can also play table tennis and badminton."

He sighed: I don’t know what to say, let’s show you the movie.

This is the heart of a normal person. He clicked on a chest x-ray.

I clicked on my chest xx again. Is this your heart, can you see? A normal person's heart is so big, your heart is so big! It's so much bigger than a normal person's heart! At your age, the heart shouldn't be like this. Can you do strenuous exercise in your daily life?

Actually, I couldn't tell how big it was, but I realized the seriousness of the matter. But I could only continue to say, yes, I could walk four kilometers in half an hour... I would sweat a lot after I finished walking...
To be continued...