My father is illiterate. He was born in 1936 and his parents died before he was three years old. Because he is an orphan, he has never been to school.

Father's strong personality may be related to his hardship since childhood. He is helpless and can only rely on himself, so he is also simple and rude, and sometimes he goes his own way. This is true for yourself and others.

That year (about 645 years old), he had a bad toothache, so he found a vise and pulled it out abruptly. It's terrible to think about it. The vise is so big, how big is that mouth? How hard does it take to take root deeply and firmly? If you don't play anesthetic, your teeth will be pulled out abruptly. How can it be a terrible pain? What is particularly frightening is that if the bleeding cannot be stopped, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Neither of us knew it at that time, but after listening to my mother, we both broke out in a cold sweat. As a result, it didn't take long for him to suffer from cerebellar atrophy, which became more and more serious, and he left us cruelly a few years later.

So I often think that my father's cerebellar atrophy, or the acceleration of cerebellar atrophy process, is it related to this tooth extraction?

When my father died, three out of seventy. If his father is still alive, it will be four out of eighty.

A few days before July and a half, I burned some paper for his old man. I hope everything goes well with him there, without illness or disaster.

This person is a Zhu Ru patient (that is, he is very short and walks like a child). He taught himself since he was a child and is also studying Chinese medicine, which is quite famous in the local area. Good at gynecology, specializing in gynecological meridian diseases. It can be said that "treating diseases by hand" is true, because I have seen his prescriptions of traditional Chinese medicine, which are also unique: generally speaking, the prescriptions of traditional Chinese medicine are simply prescribed for each kind of Chinese medicine, such as San Qian's prescription for angelica 9g (at that time, it was calculated by "money", that is, three grams per dollar). As for him, he arranged the names of four kinds of Chinese medicines with the same dosage in a square, with the same dosage written at the back, which looked pretty good. This is the first time that Chinese medicine practitioners here have prescribed prescriptions like this. Of course, his medical skills were indeed recognized by the medical department and patients (it belonged to public hospitals at that time).

But one thing is unexpected. It cost him his wife! It is also the most regrettable thing in his life! Afterwards, I learned that the injection he gave his wife belonged to intramuscular injection! He committed a medical taboo: the use of western medicine injections is strictly regulated, intramuscular injection and vascular medication must not be confused, otherwise it will endanger life! I think he only had this accident. First, he used the wrong medicine because he was in a hurry. Second, he may not be so familiar with western medicine. He only knew it was for asthma, but he didn't notice its usage, which led to the tragedy that he regretted for life!

Speaking of which, I don't even know how to characterize him! Is it "medical blindness"? I don't think so, because he is also a doctor! Is it negligence? It seems not! Was it intentional homicide? That's definitely not! But later he still worked in the town hospital without any punishment! First, the legal system was not perfect at that time; Second, the deceased was his wife; Third, he is very famous in gynecology and is an available talent, so this matter will go away!

Conclusion:

Doctors need to be careful, careful, careful, careful! Remember! I remember when I was a child, my mother had an infusion at home, because no one in the family knew medical knowledge and almost had a big accident.

At that time, my mother was ill. Because it is winter night, the village clinics are closed. Dad called and opened the door of the country doctor. Explained the mother's situation, the village doctor made medicine in the clinic to give her infusion. After inserting the needle, the village doctor returned to the clinic and said that he would change the infusion bottle later.

After a while, the more frustrated my mother was, the worse she felt. My father ran to the clinic and called the village doctor. When the village doctor came to my house, he eagerly glanced at my mother's face and hurried to see her hand. As soon as the village doctor changed his face, he quickly pulled out his mother's infusion needle.

After pulling out the needle, the village doctor said it was "walking the needle" into the air. If you pull out the needle later, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The village doctor said to let his mother wait and get another injection. He came to see her for an infusion. But mom won't give me an infusion. It's terrible!

Many years later, my mother fell ill and only took medicine without infusion. That experience became a lingering shadow in my mother's heart.

In fact, in hindsight, if one person in the family knew a little medical knowledge, my mother would not have such a terrible experience. Unfortunately, at that time, we were all "medical illiterate"

These are two things I heard.

First, the household contract system has just been implemented in rural areas. At that time, every family in our countryside liked to keep one or several pigs. First, in order to keep dust, the usual change is to accumulate on pigs. Once the pig is sold, it is saved at one time. Second, there is a good year to kill pigs at the end of the year. So the rural veterinarians were very busy at that time. One day, on my way to school, I met a famous township veterinarian, Dr. Li. At that time, we were discussing how to prevent pig sacrifice. Suddenly, a very anxious and happy woman interrupted me: "Dr. Li, I finally found you." Please go and see my pig, it burns hot, maybe it burns to a hundred degrees! " Dr. Li pretended to be shocked: "If you have a fever of 100 degrees, the meat may be cooked!" Then, Dr. Li made a house call without saying anything.

Another is that during the epidemic prevention in COVID-19 this year, each village established a unified WeChat group for epidemic prevention and control, with the purpose of unified guidance and arrangement, and timely solving the demands of the masses. At eight o'clock in the morning, the village leaders shouted in the group: Every household should send a knowledgeable person to the village office building to get masks and disinfectant. You must wear a mask when you come and keep a distance of two meters. Perhaps before 12 noon, the village leaders shouted by voice: If someone takes disinfectant orally, please contact me as soon as possible. I have called 120 ambulance! Then, the village leaders are anxious!

Putting two small things together shows the importance of medical illiteracy, and also embodies cultural knowledge. The construction of scientific knowledge has a long way to go.

My mother was brainwashed by some wonderful health theory. She can't eat fish and shrimp because of wool, beef and mutton will get angry, rice because of cold, noodles, jiaozi, oil cakes and so on, because she is dead, eggs can't be digested, and broth can't be drunk. In a word, she can't eat anything nutritious ... her weight has dropped all the way to 90 pounds, and she is as thin as a bone. How many times have I told her that you should eat more protein and less crude fiber, which goes in one ear and out the other. I insist that eating vegetables is healthy, and nothing else can. Anyway, she believes everything others say, and she doesn't believe anything I say. I finally had intestinal obstruction again the other day. She told the doctor that she had eaten several mouthfuls of rice recently. The doctor says it's impossible unless you eat glutinous rice. My mother still insisted that it was caused by those mouthfuls of rice, and finally she was sure that the enema was full of molded leaves.

Later, my mother and I quarreled and asked me to see a doctor for an operation to cut off the intestines that were often blocked. I said, did you see the map of the office in the corridor? The intestines are layered together. You had an operation before, and it stuck together after the operation. You think it's a small piece, it's all a big piece. You're going to have a fistula after the bowel resection. My mother stopped for a while. Then one day, I had a whim and started to make trouble again, saying that the medical level is not developed now. Cut the bad ones and connect the good ones. I ... I said it's easy for you to say. Do you know how long the intestines are? Do you know how long it will take to recover from so many wounds? Do you know the risk of postoperative infection and necrosis? You think a doctor is a tailor and can make hundreds of clothes.

There are also ignorant feudal superstitions, who don't go to the hospital when they are sick, turn to a witch to make water, worship God and burn paper. As a result, they delayed their illness. In fact, in real life, it is normal to get sick. As long as you believe in medicine and see a doctor for active treatment, you will recover soon. Never be a medical blindness that harms others and yourself!

Last year, an old man named Zhao died in our yard. He doesn't believe in medicine. He is a dog lover. After his dog died, he began to spend money on raising stray dogs, buying steamed bread and taking ham to the bridge. Feeding stray cats and dogs in the post and telecommunications compound. His wife has a problem with this. He said to his wife, "If I live well, I won't get sick, but if I live long, I won't smoke or drink." My wife doesn't care. I haven't seen her for months. When I came out, I saw that he was a different person, as thin as a monkey. His wife said that he spent several rolls of paper in the toilet every day and told him to go to the hospital. Frankly speaking, "I'm not sick. I will get sick if I do good things every day." Until bloody stool, I went to the hospital to check the late stage of intestinal cancer, didn't go out, and died three months later. The same disease was found to have been surgically removed, and others lived for ten years. He doesn't believe that he will die before the age of 70. Therefore, it is suggested that people should not be stubborn, believe in science, see if they are ill in time, treat them early, catch up with the new era, live a good life and enjoy the sunset glow in their later years.

I remember one day in the clinic, I met a wonderful question and answer from a patient.

Patient: Hello, doctor. I am 40 years old. I've had arteriovenous fistula since I was a child. Now my symptoms are very serious. Can I take Chinese medicine?

Me: Hello, vascular malformation is an organic disease and cannot be treated by taking Chinese medicine.

Patient: OK, thank you, doctor. I still decided to take Chinese medicine.

Me:. . . .

When I was a child, a guest came to my house and claimed to be very proficient in medicine. When he is really ill, he can't tell the specific cause.

My mother-in-law works in a pharmacy, but she always thinks she is a doctor and dares not talk to her about any medical knowledge, otherwise it will be embarrassing. No matter what's wrong with her family, she knows. She takes her own medicine and makes people eat it. If there is any problem, she should take antibiotics first. Sister's chest has been stuffy for many years. She was not reminded to go to the hospital. She took the medicine for coronary heart disease on her own initiative and boasted that the effect was particularly good. I have been three years old for many years, and I usually like to find a big jar of fruit pickled with sugar to make enzymes to drink, claiming that it is comfortable to drink anywhere. Don't wash the grapes for the taste of your own wine, put it in an amplification tank with sugar, and there is a layer of bugs flying on it. I persuaded her, but was rejected by the experts. It is no problem to make your own wine. Obviously three highs, no physical examination for two years, as a daughter-in-law advised to be rejected. Clearly high blood sugar, snacks constantly at ordinary times, favorite flowers moon cakes, five kernel moon cakes. Obviously, the blood lipid and blood pressure are high, and the dishes are usually oily.

Later, I was hospitalized with a heart attack and boasted that I knew more about medicine than a doctor. During the hospitalization, I earnestly advised her to eat less oil and salt. She made a circle of friends, but I don't know where to turn to the name that the elderly can't eat too lightly. Her own sister is afraid to go to the hospital for examination. She laughed at her sister's mental illness and mental problems. What does it mean to give people medicine for so many years?

Alas, there are too many things. I can only say that I am not afraid of ignorance and doctors, but those who are semi-ignorant and think they know a lot.