? The trouble of "breast"

Novel

At home, the wife must be healthy. Once the wife has physical problems, life will be chaotic. Salt, the salt bowl is overturned; either you are nagging endlessly, or you are taciturn; it is not saying that you don’t care about your family, it means that you don’t have her in your heart...

If your wife really has a health problem, then you It would be no problem. The noble man of a family would immediately debase himself and accompany his wife honestly. He would also confidently cancel all entertainment and say: "My wife is sick."

If the wife The body is between problematic and non-problematic, ambiguous, just like solving a quadratic equation of one variable, with no real roots, only imaginary roots, then you will have problems.

My wife is one of them and has become a fence-sitter in the field of breasts.

One night five years ago, I went to bed and wanted to be intimate with my wife. Uncharacteristically, my wife pushed me away and said, "No, I have a lump in my breast. I have to go to the hospital for examination tomorrow." After saying this, she jumped up. First, hold your chest up and look in the mirror, then lie flat on the bed and touch, and finally squeeze with both hands. This is called "one look, two touches, three squeezes".

There are indeed problems: the breasts are uneven in size and height, and there is a hard lump in the left breast. The size is not strange, the height is not sparse, there is no way the size is the same, let alone the gap. The lump is a problem - Xuanhu.

I shuddered, Zhanger Kingang couldn’t touch his scalp, and asked in surprise: "What's going on? Why don't I feel it?"

My wife was a little unhappy: "When you touched it, I don’t care if there’s a lump or not! Yesterday I met a classmate who had breast cancer and underwent surgery. Her husband, like you, has never been able to detect it. ”

It’s true: when a man touches breasts, he touches them for nothing.

When my wife said this, the scene of her meeting her classmate came to mind. Structural anatomy, then describe the cause of the disease and the process of medical treatment, and finally recommend hospitals and experts. This is just my imagination, but it is inseparable.

As the saying goes: people. Scary, scary. Except for the H7N9 avian influenza virus, which cannot be transmitted from person to person (experts say), almost all other viruses can be transmitted from person to person. The same is true for many diseases that are not caused by viruses.

For example, women’s breasts. . Almost every woman has nodules in her breasts, and more than half of girls develop breast hyperplasia after birth.

However, when a certain person's breast nodules become cancerous, there will be a group of them. My friends suddenly became suspicious and uneasy. They all suspected that they had breast cancer and went to the hospital for examination. As a result, the breasts became a money-burning organ, a channel for gold mining in the hospital, and a money chest for doctors, which also saved the economy. .

The next morning, my wife dragged me to the county hospital for a B-ultrasound. Outside the door of the B-ultrasound room, my wife suddenly stopped and acted coyly. As shy as a girl, I asked: “What’s wrong? She said: "Go in first and show me whether the doctor is male or female." "

I said: "You think you are only 18 years old. It doesn't matter whether you are a boy or a girl. Your breasts are sacred to you, but they are just organs in front of the doctor. "

My wife's face turned red like rouge, and she said: "I - I'm thinking about you. I smiled and said, "For your body, I don't mind." ”

Listening to what I said, my wife seemed to have received Shang Fang’s sword. She straightened her clothes, held her head high, and pushed the door open.

Result: There were nodules in the breast. For further diagnosis , and went to do a mammography. After pulling up the radish and picking up the mud, there were not only nodules but also calcification points in the breast, including multiple breast calcification points at the ten o'clock position. Conclusion: The calcification grade is grade three, which is regular. Review.

The result was good, but the result was terrible.

My wife suddenly felt swollen in her left breast when she got home, and it felt like there was a needle pricking her. I called my doctor friend.

I called my doctor friend and he said, "Brother, think about it, if your thigh was clamped with a vise, would it not hurt?" When doing mammography, the machine must squeeze the breasts flat so that the breasts can be scanned clearly. The machine is like a vise. ”

I told my friend’s words truthfully, but my wife was skeptical and frowned, saying, “I think it’s better to go to the provincial hospital and let the experts take a look. The level of county-level hospitals is always limited.” ”

It’s right to think about it. Once cancer is not discovered in the early stage, it will be too late if it is discovered later. Moreover, if it is really cancer, I object to her going to the provincial hospital for examination. It’s hard to blame. It's my fault.

I agreed to my wife's request, but it was just a matter of taking off my pants and farting.

My wife immediately called her classmate and told her that she knew everything about the hospital. : "In the provincial capital, at the city level, the city's first hospital is the best. At the provincial level, Shaw Hospital, the first provincial hospital and the second provincial hospital are all fine. Outside the province, the Affiliated Hospital of Fudan University in Shanghai is the best. In the capital city, of course. It's Union Medical College Hospital, but you have to register and buy a lottery ticket before you can go if you win a big prize.

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The classmate not only talked about the hospital, but also the doctor, and knew the doctor's level well. It seems that she is a senior patient, like a snail, climbing up step by step, just like Jay Chou in "Snail" Singing: I want to climb up step by step, waiting for the sun to look at its face quietly...

My wife decided to go to Shaw Hospital first under the introduction of her classmate, and saw the best hospital. Breast disease expert.

When I met the expert, my wife gave him the film taken by the county hospital. The expert pushed the film away and said, "I don't want to see the examination done by other hospitals. You need to do it in our hospital." Just do it. ”

My wife had another B-ultrasound and mammography at Shaw Hospital. Her breasts were radiated once again, her breasts were hurt by the machine again, and her breasts were painful and swollen again. If this happens again If the problem is solved once, it is worth it again.

But this time the problem cannot be solved. Although the test results are the same as the last time, experts recommend: do a biopsy.

Biopsy? No problem, what kind of biopsy?

The wife was lost in the haze, but the classmate was determined and said: "Since the experts said this, just to be on the safe side, let's go to Shanghai and have another look." ”

It’s ridiculous. Since she has no confidence in Shaw Hospital, why did she ask her wife to come here? Is it necessary to find out the problem to prove that the hospital is good?

The classmate said: "I'm going to Shanghai for re-examination in a few days, you go with me. "

My wife was moved by her classmate and said, "I'm so sorry. "

The classmate said: "Old classmate, why are you so polite? "

It seems that adversity and trouble are related. In fact, if she had not had breast cancer, my wife would not have contacted her.

Shanghai expert, known as Shanghai Beach Touch The first person to have breasts. His hands are better than B-ultrasound, mammography, magnetic resonance imaging and CT. He can basically tell whether there is a problem with the breasts or not with a touch. < /p>

My wife returned home happily and said, “The experts said it’s fine, just check it regularly. ”

Experts are so magical. Just like playing mahjong, you will be "muddled" as soon as you touch it, and you can tell right from wrong! I am so stupid. I have touched it in vain for more than 20 years and have no feeling.?

Me He said to his wife: "It's a miracle, but not a god. I think it's better to go for a biopsy." "My wife is like a donkey, going round and round, returning to the starting point, and going to the county hospital again for a puncture biopsy, and the result is negative.

The doctor said: "Negative now does not mean negative in the future. From now on, every three Conduct monthly inspections to nip problems in the bud. ”

My wife works according to the rules. In the five years, the first three years are as planned. The second two years are a bit tired. The fourth year is half the number. In the fifth year, there is no inspection for a year. By the end of the year, she is already dead. Entering menopause.

One day, she frowned and felt very uneasy. She realized that there must be something unfinished in the past year. She thought about it hard, but she couldn't remember it.

< p> She went home from square dancing in the evening and shouted loudly when she entered the door: "Remember, I haven't had my breasts checked this year. Fortunately, tonight someone said that a dance friend had breast cancer. Everyone was talking about it. She didn't have breast cancer." Check regularly. "

I didn't care. I didn't comment on my wife's behavior and just read my own book. My wife didn't hesitate, came over, grabbed the book from my hand, and said, "You have to read it tomorrow." Come with me to the hospital! "My wife has been very bad-tempered recently, always complaining about this and that. Physical changes lead to changes in behavior. I couldn't resist her, so I asked for peace and accommodated her in everything. I said, "Okay. "

The next day, my wife went to the county hospital for an examination. It was the same as five years ago, except that the B-ultrasound doctor was changed. She did a B-ultrasound first. The B-ultrasound results were not abnormal, but the wife said: "Before, There was a problem with the film, breast calcification, is it gone this time? "

When my wife said this, the doctor smiled and said, "If you are worried, go get a mammography target. ”

What my wife said played into the doctor’s hands. Recently, the country has been very strict on drugs and does not allow hospitals to use drugs to support medical treatment, forcing hospitals to think of other ways. The number of inspections in the hospital suddenly increased, and ordinary people As soon as the patient met the doctor, the doctor asked each patient to go through all the examinations - Guangkaicailu

The mammography results were very different from the B-ultrasound. The mammography results were calcification level 4A. It was clustered and located above the left breast, which was different from the last time. The B-ultrasound result was level 3. Although the number was only one different, there was a qualitative difference. Level 4A meant entering the danger zone, and going one step further, such as 4C or Level 5 means cancer.

The wife was so distraught that she picked up the cotton in her hand and took the mammography result to the B-ultrasound room, asking the B-ultrasound doctor to explain it immediately. After discussion, The B-ultrasound doctor changed 3 to 4A on the B-ultrasound sheet, just like a student correcting his homework, and suggested that he go to Shaw Hospital for diagnosis and a breast MRI.

My wife trembled and became ferocious. The word "cancer" came out of the AK47 pistol and hit her.

What the patient fears most is the doctor's ambiguity! After returning home, she immediately made an appointment online, and the hospital said it would take a week to make an appointment. The only way is to wait. If you wait, many things will happen.

My wife took out all the medical certificates and films from the past, like a commander looking at a battle map on the battlefield, but she couldn't understand it and made blind assumptions, as if she must have breast cancer and was terminally ill and needed surgery.

My wife said: "It used to be at ten o'clock, but now it's at the upper left, which is equivalent to two o'clock. It's moved!" My wife was very serious and serious, and while talking, she placed her finger in front of her left breast He gestured, thought for a while, and then said, "Maybe it's the same position. From my side it's two o'clock, but if you're looking from your side, it's ten o'clock. Maybe the doctors are different and their viewing angles are different." Seriously. When there is danger, my wife is still afraid and thinks on the bright side.

In order to stabilize my wife's mood, I said: "This is very possible, so don't be scared to death. After all, if it is really cancer, the worst possible thing is to remove the breasts."

< p> My wife said, "Would you care if my breasts were removed?"

I didn't take it seriously. Five years ago, I took it seriously. I consulted many doctors and searched online, and I came to the conclusion that The conclusion is that it is not as serious as my wife thinks. She is a mediocre person who worries about herself. I joked: "You're over fifty, what's the use of breasts? Besides, your breasts are so small. Wouldn't it be more beautiful to cut them off and replace them with bigger ones, and you'd still be covered by medical insurance."

Wife Drills Having reached a dead end, I said very seriously: "If one is cut and resized, what should I do with the other one? The size of one size and one size is reduced, and I don't even have to buy a bra."

I said: " You have lived half a century, why are you so stupid? When you installed the left breast, you enlarged the right breast! It's better than the Argentinian football baby Ava!"

I tried to be humorous, but she was very serious, what? She took the teasing seriously.

My wife said: "I am so ill and you still have the heart to make a joke. This time you must accompany me to the doctor."

I was speechless: "Okay, okay, okay ."

First, he accompanied her to Shaw Hospital for MRI and then to see a specialist. This expert showed it to my wife five years ago. She was an associate professor five years ago and is now a professor. The expert compared the MRI film with the old mammography film and said: "There is no difference between the two films!"

"It turns out that the calcification point is at ten o'clock, but now it is at two o'clock. , how can we say the same thing? It used to be scattered, but now it's clustered. It used to be level 3, but now it's level 4A. Is it getting worse..." My wife was verbose, and Guan Gong tried to use the sword in front of him. The appearance was very professional, and he was an expert. I was so angry that I almost fainted.

The expert interrupted her angrily: "I asked you to do a biopsy last time, why didn't you do it?"

The wife was stunned by the expert, and this time it was her turn to be speechless. She still had many difficult questions to ask, such as whether surgery was required for biopsy, what did the MRI report mean by "quickly diagnosed"... Everything was blown away by the expert's anger, even five years ago. I forgot all about the biopsy.

No wonder the hospital is so busy. There are people like my wife who seem to understand but make a fuss. Logically, my wife should be relieved, but she still refused to give up and said to me angrily: "How do the results from five years ago represent the present? The condition changes all the time." I was too lazy to explain to her that since the calcification on the imaging There is no difference at all, and its nature will definitely not change. The reason is very simple, but my wife can't figure it out.

Seeing how indifferent I was, my wife wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a burst of crying.

The door of the consulting room was kicked open with a bang, and a group of people wearing sackcloth and mourning rushed in. The two security guards blocked the experts like a wall. Someone in the crowd yelled: "The year before last, my wife was seeing a doctor at your place. You said my wife was fine. That's good. Now she has been found to have cancer or is in the late stage. Please give me an explanation!"

The expert's face turned pale. , He was terrified. It seemed that he only regarded himself as a doctor and did not learn boxing. These days, being able to box is the first priority of a doctor.

My wife held on to my arm tightly, and I held her tight as well, trying my best to squeeze out of the consulting room.

Several more security guards rushed towards me in the corridor. My wife was so frightened that she trembled and said, "I want to change hospitals and go to the Provincial No. 1 Hospital."

When I got home, my wife was in shock. , took a hot bath to calm down, walked into the study, turned on the computer, and began to search for the breast specialist at the Provincial No. 1 Hospital and made an appointment. The time was another week later, and the expert only stayed for two and a half days a week. This is necessary. Firstly, you can give up your position to other experts, and secondly, you can improve your own status. Experts are experts. Experts cannot sit at work like ordinary doctors and be extremely busy all day long, like vegetable sellers in the market. Auntie.

A week later, I accompanied my wife to the Provincial No. 1 Hospital and arrived two hours early. The hospital was overcrowded, especially the lobby, which was buzzing with people. My wife wanted to queue up, but I quickly grabbed her and said, why are you so stupid? This outpatient building has nine floors, and there must be a registration window on each floor. So we took the escalator upstairs and circled to the eighth floor. As expected, there is a registration window, but people in suburban counties have to go to the seventh floor, because social security in suburban areas is not connected to the urban area and is independent. This is the current situation in China. The center of power is highly concentrated, but everyone goes their own way in life: social security is not The Internet is connected, but the real estate is not connected to the Internet, and the officials' property is hidden...

My wife went downstairs and I went to the expert clinic area. There are a lot of people, and everyone comes here for the experts.

The walls of the outpatient department are covered with portraits of experts. In the past, portraits of Marx, Engels, Lenin and Mao should have been hung here. Unexpectedly, there are actually academicians among the experts! Time will tell whether you are happy or sad when those who built the atomic bomb start selling tea eggs. I think it is sad. Where does sadness come from? Sadness comes from academicians. As long as there are people above, even the sweepers in the hospital can become academicians.

My wife came up after registering. We waited for more than an hour before a nurse called my wife's number, which was also displayed simultaneously on the electronic screen on the wall. My wife pulled me and hurried in, as if seeing the expert would mean everything would be fine.

The expert is an old lady, over eighty years old, thin and energetic. Sitting next to her is a young man who is still young. He is probably an intern or an assistant, typing for the old lady. The old lady didn't ask any questions. She first called her wife to the bed next to her. There was a curtain outside the bed. After entering, she pulled the curtain. She was also an expert at just touching it.

After a while, the old lady called the young man in, asked him to touch it, and taught him by words and deeds. According to the current education system and distribution system in China, in such a provincial hospital, the young man should at least have a master's degree or a doctorate, but he chose gynecology, which is confusing. He faces all kinds of diseased breasts every day. How will he face it in the future? My girlfriend’s breasts are either numb or picky, one of the two. I was foolishly fanciful and unfounded, worrying about this young man. Because I have experienced "severe beatings". Someone touched a woman's breast and was sentenced to death.

After the inspection, start watching the movie. The old lady asked the young man to hang the film on the picture board and turn on the light. The image was clear and clear. Even a layman like me could see it. The so-called calcification points were small white dots on the top, like needle pricks. They were very small and in the middle. The position points are scattered, except that there are a few points in the two o'clock range that are denser. Five years ago, it was considered to be the ten o'clock position.

After watching the movie, the old lady said: "Limit the inside and limit the outside."

The wife was startled and asked: "What does it mean to limit the inside and the outside?"

The old lady glanced at her wife, then at me, and saw a smile on my face, and said, "He understands, is he your husband?"

I said, "Yes. , the inner limit and the outer limit are between benign and malignant, between non-cancer and cancer, between no need for surgery and need for surgery.”

My wife took out the mammography film from five years ago. Question: "Which of the two pictures is wrong?"

The old lady said: "I can't comment on this. I'm only responsible for touching. I won't say whether the picture is right or not. What do you want now? ?”

The wife said: “I want to have an operation at your hospital.”

The old lady said: “If you want to have an operation at our hospital, you must have a B-ultrasound here. , I will make an order for you, that’s it, there are still many patients waiting.”

I understand what the old lady means, which hospital performs the surgery must use the film taken by that hospital. It is a Chinese characteristic. Everyone sweeps away the snow, the hospital makes profits, and the people pay for it. The so-called "teachers and princes fight, and patients suffer." ?

Another B-ultrasound appointment is required, and it takes another week. If it were me, I would rather die than suffer this.

A week later, my wife went to the Provincial No. 1 Hospital for a B-ultrasound, and the conclusion was the same as the county hospital. It was originally good news, indicating that it was normal, but because both the mammography target and the MRI were said to have problems, my wife's mood still did not improve. She became suspicious and worried about the No. 1 Provincial Hospital, saying that the B-ultrasound doctor was irresponsible and of poor quality. . I said, putting aside all the previous results, if you did not go to the county hospital for a re-examination last time, but went directly to the provincial hospital for an examination, the following series of things would not have happened, and you would not be so troubled. Don’t you think about it this way? Just figured it out. The wife said with a gloomy face: "This is not deceiving myself. It is obviously not good, but I insist on saying it is good."

There is no other way now. Apart from surgery to remove the calcification points, there are other ways ?

My wife asked me to contact my doctor friend again. My friend has been promoted to the director of the county hospital. I called my friend, who contacted the expert at the Provincial Cancer Hospital and asked my wife to go directly to the expert when she had time and let him take a look.

My wife was worried, so she checked the expert’s resume on the Internet and read the analysis word for word. She found that the expert was very good at brain tumors, but breasts were not his strong point, so she also checked the breast expert and asked Do I want to change. I said since my friend found it for you, you should go and ask him to see it first, not to mention that people can operate on their heads, and their breasts are definitely not a problem.

My wife sighed listlessly: "Then let's do it."

The next day, my wife went to the Provincial Cancer Hospital. The expert recommended surgery, and my wife also made up her mind. The calcifications in the breasts should be removed and then a biopsy would be done. Only then would the results be considered perfect. I also discussed with me that since the Chinese New Year is coming soon, it would be best to do it during my daughter’s winter vacation.

After one night, my wife regretted it again and decided to change the hospital for surgery because the conditions of the provincial cancer hospital were too poor and far away. I said either go to the Provincial No. 1 Hospital, show the B-ultrasound results to the old lady, and let her make a decision.

Another appointment, another week, and the New Year is here.

We went to the provincial hospital again. When we walked into the hospital, I was surprised to find that the hospital was empty and there were only a few patients.

I thought the hospital was on holiday, so I went to the eighth floor full of doubts. My wife went to register. After registering, I realized what was strange. It turns out that the social security system has been closed these days, and all medical treatment must be paid for at the end of the year! This illustrates a problem: hospitals are busy, all at public expense. Many people’s illnesses are not necessarily real illnesses. Even if they are real illnesses, they don’t have to go to the provincial hospital. There are many illnesses. When I was a child, I had to carry them on my back. A barefoot doctor in a small wooden box can do it.

In the waiting area, the wife chatted with two patients, both of whom were accompanied by their husbands. I read the examination reports in their hands, and based on my "research" in the past few years, I found that their illness was still very mild, or not considered a disease at all. They did not need to go to the provincial hospital at all. They were just suspected of being ill. It is the primary stage of the disease.

When I met the old lady, she took the B-ultrasound order, took a look at it, and said, "No problem, just check it regularly."

My wife said, "I want to do it here. "A biopsy."

The old lady said: "No, absolutely not. Your B-ultrasound result is normal. How to guide you? Or do another mammography, but I still advise you to go to the county hospital. Anyone can do a puncture under the guide channel of the target. If there is a problem found on our B-ultrasound, it can be fixed in the B-ultrasound room."

My wife is in a dilemma. She doesn't know what to do, and puncture is not casual. It's easy to do it, it's not like a blind man touching an elephant. It has to be done under the image, but the range is limited and the accuracy is not high. According to my wife's idea, if you dig out a good piece of meat for biopsy, wouldn't it be like frying leeks and adding green onions - in vain; If the rotten meat is dug out and the cancer cells are activated, wouldn't it be a tiger's play - it can't be stopped? If a biopsy is needed, an operation is performed, the rotten meat is dug out, and the tofu is stir-fried with green onions - one green and two white.

My wife dragged me aside, looked mysterious, and bit my ear: "Would you please give her a red envelope and ask her to operate on me?"

Me Shake his head.

The wife walked out of the consulting room and came back with an envelope in her hand. She walked up to the old lady and said, "Can you perform an operation on me?" She put the envelope under the medical record card. The old lady picked up the envelope, scowled, and said, "Are you kidding? You don't even look at where this place is." She raised her head and pointed to the corner of the wall with her finger. There was a camera there, flashing and flashing. He added, "Take the envelope back. I'm eighty-six years old. Can I get the scalpel? You go back, there are two patients waiting."

The wife looked embarrassed, a bit embarrassed. Embarrassing.

I stared at the flashing camera and couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, the cell phone rang suddenly, which came to my wife’s rescue. The call came from my doctor friend. He said: "The doctor who performed B-ultrasound on your wife five years ago came to our hospital in the afternoon. He is now the director of the Radiology Department of the Provincial Cancer Hospital and specializes in interventional methods. You asked your wife to come to our hospital at 3 p.m. Click here."

To untie the bell, you need to tie it. This time, my wife’s equation has been solved. I think so. As for what my wife thinks, I don’t know. When I cross the threshold of menopause, I know it.

In order not to be annoyed to death by her breasts, I still tried my best to be rational and emotional. I advised: "The doctor who did your B-ultrasound five years ago will come back this afternoon." He is now an expert at the county hospital, one of the few interventional experts in the province. My friend has told him to take a good look at it."

My wife said: "That's all I can do. So far, no doctor has fully explained to me what’s going on with my breasts!”

We rushed back to the county town without stopping and went straight to the county hospital. The expert was very serious and careful. He hung all the films on the wall, explained them in detail, and finally said: "All the results are the same as the conclusions I made five years ago. First, check regularly. If you are not sure, Do a biopsy, and if you are still worried, do an operation! In fact, breast disease is not caused by the breast itself, but by the uterus. The uterus is the commander of the breast. There are so many breast cancers now because there are too few children. ”

Things are as simple as that, but in my wife’s opinion, it’s not simple. In my opinion, it’s also very simple. There are always problems. If there were no problems, my wife’s breasts would have to be in front of the Grand View Garden. That pair of stone lions is unacceptable.

However, it was not the doctor or me that finally solved the problem, but a phone call.

My wife’s phone rang. The person on the other end of the line was an old colleague from her old workplace. She came here specifically to consult my wife. There was also something wrong with her breasts.

My wife was very excited. The disease suddenly healed without treatment and reached a turning point. She raised her voice and said, "Come here quickly. I am familiar with the expert in the interventional department on the second floor of the county hospital. Let him take a look first. If that doesn't work, I will accompany you to the Provincial No. 1 Hospital, to Shaw Hospital, to the Provincial Cancer Hospital." If that still doesn’t work, go to Shanghai Fudan University Affiliated Hospital and let the experts feel it for you. Hey, hey, did you hear that? I know all the breast specialists in these hospitals.”

< p> The other party was overjoyed: There is a way!

As spring goes and autumn comes, during a round of master’s and doctoral studies, my wife has become a senior medical director. The medical doctor who increases V is busier than those experts who know everything. I don’t believe it. , you try calling her, she will definitely say: "I'm not in the hospital, I'm just on the way to the hospital.

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