As soon as I entered the operating room, I was moved to the surgery table and preparations for the surgery began. I secured an infusion route to install a blood pressure monitor and an electrocardiogram monitor for routine vital sign checks, but at this time I realized that I had not been able to secure a route for my surgery in April, so I had to use Teflon instead. I remember wasting a total of 10 needles. This time, I was finally able to secure it on my third try.
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One of my Christmas memories is, ``It's a medical fetish story.'' Thirty-three years ago on Christmas Day, I was admitted to a general hospital in the city where I was undergoing re-operation on my left leg, which had been injured in a traffic accident in the spring. I remember that the hospital was almost in a Christmas mood.
When I was admitted to the hospital, the first thing I did was go to the outpatient anesthesiology department, where I received explanations about the next day's surgery.As I was still an elementary school student at the time, my curiosity took over and I was in what we would now call a high-tension state.
Then I returned to the ward and pre-treatment began. First of all, the surgical site was shaved, a procedure that is now almost obsolete, but back then it was a common practice. In my case, the entire left lower leg was to be shaved, so the nurse applied shaving cream to the entire lower leg and shaved it off. There wasn't much hair growing yet, but it seemed like they had to shave off the downy hair, so they were careful not to damage it.
After that, I took a bath, but after the evening meal I took some laxatives. I didn't eat anything after 8pm, so I calmly fell asleep.
The next day was the day of surgery, so I had not eaten or eaten since morning, so of course I didn't have breakfast. Instead, the treatment began in the morning. First of all, in the morning...it's an enema. After being given an enema from an IV bottle on the table in the treatment room, I had to endure the 5 minutes while fighting the strong urge to defecate. After that, I went to the toilet to defecate, took my last bath before surgery, and changed clothes once I felt refreshed.
When changing clothes, wear disposable diapers instead of pants. I was made to wear a surgical yukata, front to back, without an undershirt. It's like wearing a kappo kimono. I was scheduled to go to the operating room at 8 a.m., the first thing in the morning, so I was waiting in the hospital room when a nurse brought me an injection. This was also an intramuscular injection into the buttocks for premedication of anesthesia, which is no longer seen at all. My first intramuscular injection in my buttocks. At that time, it seems that the place where antipyretic drugs were injected intramuscularly in the event of a fever was decided to be the buttocks, but this was my first experience and I remember crying.
Even though I cried out, I couldn't move forward, so I was given an injection at my mercy. I remember she was in so much pain that she was crying until just before she went into the operating room.
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Before transferring to the operating table, anesthesia is induced and endotracheal intubation is performed on a stretcher before transfer to the operating table, but why is it that cushioning material is not used for the lower limbs (particularly the knees)?
Put to sleep and positioned for surgery
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