Chapter 2357: Psychic Assault (V)
Chapter 2350: Psychological Assault (V)
Charles followed Schiller to the patient's ward. Apparently, the previous round of doctors had just finished their rounds. Charles looked down at his watch. Theoretically, this should be the last round of rounds today.
A pale and haggard lady was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly with her hands on the quilt. Schiller stood at the door and waved to her husband who was sitting by the bed. The husband quickly stood up and walked to Schiller, looking a little at a loss.
"Mr. Oaks?"
"Yes, just call me Oaks. Thank you, doctor. I heard that you allowed me to enter the ward."
"Normally, family members are not allowed to accompany abnormal delivery." Schiller emphasized and said, "But I belong to the emergency psychological intervention system and am only responsible for the patient's emotional state. I think you are good for the mood of pregnant women, so I will naturally let you in."
The tall man nodded his head and said, "Lisa and I have never quarreled in all these years. Although she always says that I am annoying, our relationship is very good."
He was a little nervous, and some thoughts echoed in Charles' mind: [The doctor must be here to scold me], [Did I not take good care of Lisa? ], [Guilt], [Luckily Lisa is fine], [Be sure to remember to buy some milk before she wakes up], [The insurance company will come tomorrow morning]...
In the years when Charles could remember, these chaotic thoughts always flooded into his mind, some of which were very chaotic. It took him a long time to learn how to actively use this ability and pick out the most useful information from it.
Going deeper, Charles saw the man's past, which was almost dull. He graduated from a technical school, became an electrician, married his wife, and this was their first child.
Charles could infer that this man named Oaks loved his wife very much, because he could find some traces of fetal B-ultrasound pictures in his memory. Many doctors might not be able to remember the above images, but he actually had a vague impression.
However, even from this vague impression, the child's condition was not very good. The body size was smaller than that of ordinary fetuses, and the fetal position was not good. The solemn expressions of the doctors in his memory also confirmed this.
He just heard Oaks say: "Doctor, to be honest, I have been mentally prepared for this. I can't say that I am looking forward to the arrival of this child because he has brought too much pain to Lisa."
"She was pregnant with him for more than two months, and she began to vomit repeatedly, had stomach pain, and couldn't eat. When her belly had some contours, she said that her whole body was in pain, dizzy and nauseous. She was skinny during that time."
"It was stable for a while in the middle, and we were all very happy. Unfortunately, when it came to seven months, the fetal heartbeat was abnormal, and we had to be hospitalized for treatment. Lisa has never laughed since then. She used to be a very cheerful girl. She has never been troubled by anything for so long."
Charles could hear the deep sadness in the man's mouth, and then he looked up at the woman again. Even if Lisa was not awake, Charles could still feel her thoughts and emotions.
This woman was a little too depressed and detached. The thoughts in her mind were all incomplete fragments, but it was easy to see that most of them were about the child.
There is no doubt that she imagined a perfect family life, a humorous and considerate husband, cheerful and lively children, and a dog and two cats that caused a lot of trouble but also brought countless fun.
Of course, the first step to achieve this kind of life was not smooth. What really broke her down was the countless physical and psychological tortures during this long pregnancy process. She had to fight physical discomfort and endure long-term anxiety.
All this was not worth it, because she did not get a good result. The worst result was like a complete negation of her efforts, making everything a joke, so she completely collapsed.
Charles narrowed his eyes gently, his mind shuttled through the corridors of the hospital, listening to everyone's voice.
[Why is this prescription wrong again? ], [Go ask the intern to move the water dispenser to the other end later], [What to eat after get off work], [The suture of the operation today is a mess again], [Where is the pen, where is my pen? 】…
Suddenly, a voice caught Charles' attention. This was the attending physician of the lady named Lisa. After checking his memory, Charles knew that although the failed birth had caused great damage to the lady's body and made her emotionally on the verge of collapse, they were still young after all. As long as they rested for a period of time, they could still have children.
This was the key, Charles thought. In fact, the lady's condition was not as serious as she imagined. It was just that anxiety magnified her pessimism, making her feel that if the first step was not smooth, the next step would definitely not be smooth, so she simply stopped thinking about it.
But in fact, as long as you are rational and believe in the results of scientific examinations, you will know that this failure is actually nothing. Happiness is not not coming, but it will be a little later.
"It is indeed an amazing misfortune." When Charles came to his senses, he heard Schiller say: "Among the patients I have taken over, there are more than one patient who has emotional problems due to physical discomfort during pregnancy, but she is indeed the most serious one I have ever seen. It is really unimaginable that she was anxious to the point of self-harm during pregnancy and caused such a deep wound."
"I knew it." Oaks covered his face and his voice began to tremble continuously, "She does this every time when I am getting hot water. Once she said she was hot, and I wanted to help her remove the sleeves of her hospital gown. I held my arm, but she stopped me. I should have discovered it at that time..."
Schiller shook his head and said: "Simply stopping her self-mutilation behavior is useless. Self-mutilation is only the result, not the cause. Half of her emotional problems come from her physical discomfort, and the other half comes from her pessimistic assessment of her own situation."
"So now the first thing you have to do is to take good care of her body, and the second is to stabilize her emotions and stop her from thinking wildly."
"It's easier to take care of her." Oakes said with some embarrassment: "In fact, I have been taking care of her, but I don't know how to comfort her."
"Is she religious?"
"Our family is Protestant."
"The hospital has a dedicated prayer room. After her health gets better, you can accompany her to pray. There is also a Protestant exchange meeting on the third floor of the S building in the psychiatry department. After she can walk around, you can Take her to attend.”
"In addition, I will prescribe her some drugs to help her sleep. In the first week, she must regain her mental and physical strength. When taking these drugs, be careful not to drink coffee or eat raw or cold food."
Oaks took out a notebook and started to memorize it. Schiller continued: "She will take mood-relieving drugs for the next week, mainly anti-anxiety drugs. Although the source of her anxiety no longer exists, the mood itself is the problem and should Solve it as soon as possible.”
"During the medication period, we must pay attention to her attention status, whether she is stupefied, dazed, and gibbering, as well as to pay attention to self-mutilation behavior and suicidal tendencies."
"Come for a review in two weeks. I will test her on a simple scale, but this is not an exam. Remember to remind her not to be nervous. Then I will communicate with her some basic conditions. If she recovers well, the emergency psychological intervention part will be it's over."
"I will transfer the long-term treatment to my colleagues, but don't worry, if the problem is not serious, you can go back to the community hospital."
After listening, Oaks nodded and said, "Thank you, doctor. I know that psychiatrists are very busy now. Thank you for being willing to explain so much to me."
Schiller smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Everyone in the hospital is saying that you are a good husband. I heard that your family has pets?"
"Yes, we have a dog and two cats named Pixar, Donna and Dudu. They are a little naughty but very cute."
"So what type of dog breed is Pixar?"
"Oh, he is a golden retriever, boy. He is two years old this year. His daily job is to bite slippers."
"How's Lisa's relationship with it?"
"It's awesome. When Lisa picked it up, it didn't even open its eyes. We bottle-fed it together. It's also a witness to our marriage."
"The inpatient department of obstetrics and gynecology does not allow large dogs, so you can consider applying for a comfort dog of the same breed. I will put a high priority in your application report. They trust my judgment. "
"If you don't want to be so troublesome, then bring a cat. I will tell the head nurse, but it must be installed in a safe space capsule, and make sure they are outside the ward and in the yard of the inpatient department, and stay away from the crowd. Avoid allergies, pay attention to cleanliness, and don’t get hair everywhere.”
"Oh my god, is it really possible?" Oakes seemed to be about to jump up. He said, "Lisa will be very happy. Donna is a lively little girl, Dudu is quiet and cute, they are both. Her heart's treasure, with them, she will recover quickly."
“But please note that if cats don’t go out often, they may have a stress reaction if they are taken to a crowded place, and they may not be able to ride in a car. You can go to the veterinary hospital opposite and buy some stabilizing spray to let them adapt. "
“God, I can’t say enough about how thorough and patient you are, thank you so much, so when do I submit my application for a comfort dog?”
"You first go to the New York City working dog registration website, and then send an email to the New Jersey Women's Advocacy Center and ask them to send an email to the working dog application department. I will also send an email explaining your wife's psychological condition. If nothing else, they should reply to you very quickly.”
“Why do I hear that these types of working dogs are so difficult to apply for?”
Schiller said helplessly: "This is NewYork-Presbyterian Hospital, the best hospital in New York. Your wife gave birth here, but your child was not saved. It even required emergency psychological intervention from the psychiatrist here. They just We know how serious the situation is.”
"Please be sure to emphasize that your wife is still alive, and it is her who needs comfort, not you. Last time, a patient made a mistake. The staff of the security center also brought a bouquet of white flowers, which scared us all. One jump."
Oaks immediately burst into laughter. He could imagine this scene, especially the expressions of doubts on his own by these elite doctors. It was really funny.
"Okay." Schiller reached out and patted Oakes on the shoulder and said, "It will pass soon. On the bright side, those things that tortured her are gone, and she will become the cheerful girl again."
"Of course she will." Oaks said happily: "She has always been strong, and she will recover soon."
"Is the ward round over?" Charles was stunned when he saw Schiller turn and leave. "Wait a minute, is it over? Aren't you going to take some effective measures?"
He quickly followed Schiller and said, "The lady named Lisa is in great pain now. She has a strong tendency to self-destruct. I think we should stay for a while, and then..."
"No." Schiller said with a serious face.
Charles thought he was going to say something very important, but Schiller said:
"After 7 o'clock in the evening, there will be demons in the hospital to catch children. Remember not to go to the corridor on the left side of the first floor of this building at night. If you are caught, I will not save you."