When 15 October 2008, I opened my eyes, it was a wednesday, the world still living and in heaven ... even the stars were shivering, gasping tears ... crying in the grooves even close to the candles, the world does not care about my penalty, Dr. Eusebio Palomino, my anesthesiologist, had already retired, while I slowly opened my eyes ... and my eyes watched the mist on the new road, behind only had amnesia ... the front was down analgesia, confusion reigned seconds and more seconds passed and I was wondering ... Who am I, Where am I?, kept passing minutes more minutes and was wondering what happens?, could see little, people dressed in green who were traveling from one place to another and I attended ... every second, every minute I was regaining my consciousness ... when the drugs are metabolized and fully recovered ... I cried and wanted to sit, ran to my rescue ... Miguel !...? Quiet Quiet! ... Paquita and Marlene, were next to me, Who are they? "I thought" ... are angels? .. Will Virgin? Marujita ... and where is it? ... Awkwardly walking hand in hand with silence and fear, the nurses I spoke with great tenderness and they said in unison Hi Miguel ... ... Welcome ... I must have smiled, for I am an educated person, but ... What do you look? - asked me, "because I turned my head to each side of that glass room, I found out there my old friends, was the Multi Parameter Monitor, Pulse-Oximeter, the Infusion, central catheters, tubes, drains, dressings ... but still desperately looking for ... what you need? ... Looking for a watch! ... wanted to know the time, wanted to know what day it was, knowing the time would know the truth on my own, because when I Anesthesiologists Oyauren Menacho and drugs administered anesthetic induction was 2. 20 am, October 15, was admitted to the Surgery Center at 2 am, I myself wanted to feel the heat from the depths ... I found no watch, embraced as a light, clear off my sadness, she could not speak, was still endotracheal tube choking in the Oro-Pharynx, Marlene approached, stared at me, smiled and told me ... It is Transplanted!, has been transplanted!, so far everything is going well, his words rolled like droplets of frost on thin petals of hope, I opened my unbelieving eyes, my heart lost its fast pace and frequently looked out of the mouth to see if it was true, my eyes threw away their prejudices and tears .. Weep No doctor! ... It's all over! ... Please calm! ... I wanted to scream, I wanted to mourn, I wanted to laugh, raise their hands, waving, .. I dunno, it was madness, emotions all came together, they came together, hands told me tubes removed, the Oro-jejunal tube, the Foley wanted to talk ... Quiet, we're going to work all night ... and has slept enough, we'll be awake at dawn without tubes ... it was hectic, was 8 pm October 15 said ... God is true, is true, "muttered stubbornly wanted to illusions. Wanted information to avert my anxiety, I wanted to nourish my dreams myths ... while assimilating the news, looking to and fro, looking at the door "Marujita? ... You are you ...? If she was!, Smiled, made the victory sign with his thumb. He waved his hands, I shook mine, Come, see the name, why not enter? - I asked myself, changed clothes, washed, donned gloves and hat, ran hugged me and cried, it is true Marujita ! ... I Transplanted!, I Transplanted! - Just told him to pipe in his mouth if it's true!, Is true, "responded", embraced, laughed and cried, it was 9 pm on 15 October, had been in the operating room 12 hours, the white lilies looked at the sky, the fear of sleeping in the lace of those early hours .. How many epics like this, full of heroes and martyrs, sleep anonymously in the dusty old Divan del Olvido ... Marujita not ?...? If Migue!, Said while ... God smiled.When Oct. 15 opened my eyes, not knowing if it was night or day, know where I stood, the anesthetic amnesia prevented me from remembering what had happened, there was also struggling to come out of hypnosis and reality check there too ... there was the struggle. In the supine position, exorcising my fears, nurses circulating around, cleaned dressings, administering medications, accounted for leaks, controlled the vital signs monitor that with metal rings and placed the monotonous music of the Post-operative rang in the distance ... bells, the ICU physician Dr. Montenegro revised again and again the medical history, then went over, greeted me and told me I will examine, shook my head, my lungs sounded, took my pulse, felt my abdomen ... We have to get a chest x!, continued with the tube, my breathing was shallow, not well saturated ... Breathe!, Breathe! - they said I had no pain, was a little cold, I thought of eating ... but if ye had enough, I wanted ice ... they knew it, apparently all transplants have this thirst, this hunger of ice. X-ray technician, came to the UCI Box where he was, covered the rolling stock, dressed to the technician and entered the box ... Hi - I said I will get a plate of lungs, I sat down, I stripped the gown up, put a plate on my back ... Do not move !...? not breathe! And Zas! They took the plate, did not hurt or bother me, the night was night ... The Valor and Courage! Drank gunpowder, blood fear dying. After a while they brought the chest plate ... Dr. Montenegro was looking, then told the nurses ... If a Collapsed!, Good doctor, they told me now to do breathing exercises, inhale and hold it with a win seconds, then throws it out and repeat this exercise several times ... so I was 2 to 3 hours, repeated the plate and the doctor said there was a slight improvement ... call respiratory therapy, "they said, the tubes were pointed fingers, If "said Marlene," the tongues of fire emerged one day from hell ... were dying slowly ... approached the nurses changed my position in bed after xylocaine injected into the tube, I felt burning, irritation, slight feeling drowning ... What?, how it feels ?...? Well, Tolerable! "I said, take a deep breath and hold it, several times, turn to the right, now to the left, let's shut and locked. . ?...? what feels right, tolerable, "he told them very well follow and so the hours passed, they were and 2 am, started ? hour after extubation, extreme collaboration called me, he was very pematuro extract tube as soon would work if it worked, so I concentrated, had already endured so much, that was convcencido that if I could, to hold, resist, "he said, and good xylocaine infiltrated again, I felt burning, irritation, then I say let to remove the tube and took it out, I felt shortness of breath, dry cough, irritation, sensation of death, I endured, I coughed quiet calmly told me, do not despair, were endless 40 seconds, breathing slowly and breathing, until it stabilized breath, that triumph, joy, looking at me, babbling dryly husky one of Almag Thanks When Oct. 15 opened my eyes ... the circulating blood by the flamboyant gay anastomosed vessels of the hepatic arteries, the veins dark blood flowed freely through the veins of the liver shocked and terrified venous esophageal varices could not believe his size recovered to normal, the blood ran through the Liver 2, 4 and 5 times per minute, free of obstacles, the noble body received pints of blood every minute. When I opened my eyes, this Wednesday October 15 hepatocytes and all his collar and were not hard, scirrhus were no longer white and pale, wrinkled and no longer self-conscious, wine-red color was pink, had recovered their shape and size, were soft and padded and the factory worked at home in its three phase synthesis and processing, the joy had returned to the laces of Remak, the space of Disse and sinusoids hepatic fibrosis was smiling past ... the future. Anyone who like my writting above and want to read more my other articles about lingerie guides please visit my website: Bare Lifts Review. You’ll love it!
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