Chapter 60 Anesthetics will lower IQ
Three days after being admitted to the hospital, Li Jingshu's swelling has significantly subsided and she can undergo manual reduction.
According to the original plan, if manual reduction was unsuccessful, surgery would be performed.
Professor Zhang insisted on walking over by himself, leaning on his cane, with everyone guarding him on both sides.
To be honest, not to mention the complicated manual reduction of double forearm fractures, it is just a simple reduction of double forearm fractures, which is rarely seen by everyone.
The reset technique is like a rare animal on the verge of extinction.
Li Jingshu, her mother pushed the wheelchair herself. She only had a broken upper limb and could have walked, but Mrs. Li still used the wheelchair to push her.
She rubbed her eyes, feeling a little haggard. The sudden trauma was a double blow to her body and mind.
The disruption of her orderly life and the uncertainty of the recovery effect troubled her and made her worried and scared.
She sat in a wheelchair and remained silent. Mrs. Li felt distressed and stroked her hair.
The phone vibrated, and Mrs. Li answered the call: "I'm about to go to the operating room. Don't worry, it's okay. Professor Zhang will do the reset himself. If it doesn't work, the only option is surgery. Everything is arranged, don't worry."
"Your dad." Mrs. Li handed the phone to Li Jingshu.
"Well, dad, don't worry, I'm fine." Li Jingshu pretended to be relaxed.
After hanging up the phone, Mrs. Li said: "Even if you undergo surgery, the doctor will perform cosmetic sutures on you. Don't you know Sanbo Hospital? The last five-section re-implantation caused a sensation across the country. You are not afraid of this minor injury." Mrs. Li comforted, She also knew that there was a low chance of success with manual repositioning, but she just didn't want to give up until she reached the Yellow River.
"Didn't you say you shouldn't be the first one in line? Why is it still the first one?" Li Jingshu asked her mother a little angry.
"I didn't make a request. Really, you ask the doctor in charge about this child." Mrs. Li explained.
"After the operation, I will be transferred to the general ward, otherwise I will not be hospitalized."
"Okay, okay, listen to you."
The operation was naturally the first in line, and the operating room was prepared early.
Li Jingshu was lying on the operating table, looking at the ceiling and shadowless lamp, her body shaking a little.
The anesthesiologist is positioning on the color ultrasound and preparing for brachial plexus block anesthesia.
For the first time, she felt so helpless. Her arms could only be in the hands of others, and she could not decide whether to succeed or fail.
"Xiao Yang, chat with her for a while!" Professor Zhang told Yang Ping to distract Li Jingshu.
It is not a general anesthesia and cannot relax the muscles. If the patient is too nervous, it will easily cause excessive muscle tension and the difficulty of reduction will be increased.
Yang Ping did not participate in the reset. Professor Zhang just let him visit, so he asked him to chat with Li Jingshu to distract her attention.
No matter who she is, in Yang Ping's heart, she is a patient, a pure patient. She cannot be disliked because of poverty, but she cannot be disliked because of wealth. Li Jingshu is now a patient in need of help.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay. Even if you have surgery, you won't be left with too obvious scars. At worst, you will go to work in the Northeast and be wrapped in cotton clothes all day long. No one can see it." Yang Ping comforted her and tried to make her relax so that Zhang Professor reset.
"You said it was like eating a lollipop." Li Jingshu said, getting more and more scared, afraid of failure, and eventually surgery.
This kind of reduction usually requires the cooperation of three people, two people are pulling and one is doing the reduction. Just like surgery, the main and assistants are clearly divided and each performs their own duties.
"Pull the hat up for me to cover my eyes. I'm afraid that if it doesn't heal, I'll need surgery." Li Jingshu turned her head.
Yang Ping found that her disposable sterile cap had slipped down and covered her eyes, so he stretched out his hand to help her pull it up.
"Will anesthetics lower IQ?" Li Jingshu asked.
I'm confused. Are you highly educated and asking such idiotic questions?
Yang Ping then thought again, if he is not a medical student, he must not understand. If he does not understand, it is easy to take it for granted.
During my previous rotation in the emergency department, there were parents of young children who resolutely refused anesthesia, especially general anesthesia. When asked why, he said that the child was so smart and he really didn’t want him to become stupid.
Does anesthesia make people stupid?
Yang Ping later read a large amount of anesthesiology information before he dared to conclude that anesthesia will not make people stupid.
"Your IQ is so high, it doesn't matter if it drops a little. It doesn't matter if it's ten thousand yuan or one yuan less." Yang Ping said easily.
"Would that still lower my IQ?" Li Jingshu frowned.
Yang Ping thought she was joking, but he didn't know it was a sincere question.
The patient's IQ is zero in the face of disease. Yang Ping believes this.
This is also the theoretical basis for the rise of certain fields with miracle doctors everywhere.
"No!" Yang Ping comforted her, "Anesthetics only temporarily block nerve conduction. The human body's liver and kidneys will clear these drugs. After a certain period of time, the drugs will be cleared and they will naturally stop working. How can it lower IQ? ?”
Scholars like to listen to theories. She understood this explanation and felt much more relaxed.
The anesthesia puncture was successful, and the drug was advanced into and around the nerve sheath.
The equipment over there is almost ready. Bandages, splints, bone splitting pads, compression pads, and C-arm X-ray machines were also rolled over. The circulating nurse covered Li Jingshu's lower abdomen with a lead apron and her neck with a scarf.
For X-ray protection, the key parts are glands, such as the thyroid gland and gonads. The female gonads are the ovaries.
The plywood is made of fir skin. Sanbo Hospital does not have these things. It only has plywood with an aluminum plate core, which is not suitable.
These fir bark plywood were temporarily selected from the warehouse of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
Professor Zhang still doesn’t know that this patient is the mayor’s daughter and that she is not slow. He doesn’t care about this at all. He would do this to any patient.
"Little girl, don't be nervous. We will do another reset for you. If it doesn't work, we can only do surgery. Don't be afraid of surgery. We will try our best to suture the scar so that the scar is not visible." Professor Zhang comforted her kindly, knowing that she was worried.
The head nurse had already moved a chair, and Professor Zhang was sitting on the chair. After all, he had just undergone surgery. Although he could walk, he certainly could not walk as easily as normal.
The operating table is lowered to match the height of Professor Zhang's chair.
Director Han was also on the side. He had done this kind of reset when he was young. It was just a memory of youth.
Others who had not had the surgery or whose surgery had not yet started gathered around to watch. Many of them were chased away by the head nurse. There were too many people, which affected the operation.
The office director also came in wearing visiting clothes, representing the hospital leaders to show their attention.
Which of these hospitalized leaders and their family members, including Dean Xia, will visit in person, when they visit, how long they stay, and the portions of the flower baskets and fruit baskets are all not random, there are rules.
"Hello, Miss Li! Dean Xia is in a meeting and asked me to come over. Don't be nervous. Professor Zhang is an expert in surgical reduction. We will do our best."
When visiting, you must reveal your identity, otherwise the visit will be in vain.
The office director's words were very official, but it was a bit incongruous to be addressed to Li Jingshu, who was trembling and aggrieved like a little girl.
Li Jingshu looked at the office director with innocent eyes, seemingly not listening to what he said.
This is not important, what is important is that this process has been completed. When I go out later, I will not just leave, but I will also find Mrs. Li and report the progress in the operating room. Someone sent by the leadership of the Institute of Ideas had already come, otherwise it would have been in vain.
Although he hates these red tapes, Yang Ping understands that people cannot help themselves in the world.
Xiao Mo held a small splint against Li Jingshu's right upper limb and measured the length and width of the splint.
Generally, the limbs on both sides are similar. Using the unaffected limb to gesture can reduce the patient's pain and fear.
Li Jingshu had a great reaction and immediately became nervous and said: "That's a mistake, it's the left side."
"He just gestured at the size of the plywood and estimated the size." Yang Ping explained.
Nowadays, there is a pre-operative check-up. When a patient undergoes surgery, the check-up is done once when picking up the patient in the ward; again after entering the operating room; and again before the operation. There is rarely such a thing as surgery on the wrong limb.
I wasn't so strict before, and I really made a mistake. The most serious case was in a large hospital where two children of the same gender, age and name were undergoing surgery for a congenital heart malformation and the other had tonsils removed.
Those with tonsils were sent to the thoracic operating room, and those with congenital heart malformations were sent to the otolaryngology operating room.
Anyway, the staff prepares for the surgery, disinfects and spreads the drapes. After everything is done, the professor comes on stage. What the professor sees when he comes on stage is just the surgical area exposed by the drapes.
The professor is very neat and technically proficient.
Open your chest!
Damn, no, the heart is not malformed.
The professor's hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even hold the instrument steady.
As a result, those with heart abnormalities had their tonsils removed, and those with tonsils had their chests opened.
This incident was later reported nationwide, so the hospital organized doctors to study.
But this is an extremely low probability event, similar to a plane falling from the sky.
The anesthesia took effect, the splint was cut, and Li Jingshu's left limb was placed on the receiver of the C-arm machine.
Professor Zhang has also completed research on CT three-dimensional reconstruction.
Professor Zhang, Song Zimo, and Xiao Mo put on the lead clothes, everything was ready, and started to reset.
"Don't leave!" Li Jingshu was a little frightened when she saw Yang Ping preparing to leave.
Maybe I just chatted with her for a few words and felt a little safer.
Professor Zhang said: "Xiao Yang, you might as well wear a lead suit and take a look."
Yang Ping put on the lead clothes Xiao Wu sent and stood aside.
All other personnel were cleared.
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