Probably because I'm annoyed with my crotch, hehe.

So I went to see a doctor at the hospital. I just wanted to ask what should I do with it.

The doctor said I have a hernia. Do you have surgery?

Actually, isn't there a queue to wait?

But the doctor said there's a free queue. Can I have surgery right away??

I also...

Oh, I'm free, so go ahead!

I'm already in working age.

Anyway, since it's about "male genitals"

Therefore it is quite rated.

Under 13 should not read.

Repeat!!! Under 13 should not enter.

I never thought that I would have to lie down on a bed and let someone take a sharp knife and cut it. Take a needle and thread to sew. I willingly asked him to do it too.

originally It was caused by me exercising by running in the morning every day. To support the body and reduce the chance of going to the doctor. Which was effective, I was never sick, had no high blood pressure, no stress, except for the hepatitis that was hidden in the body that couldn't be completely cured. Which is not a problem because anything that would cause the liver to have to work hard I have completely stopped.

But this is a new symptom. Because I'm too lazy to get dressed in the morning before going out for a run and when I sleep, I usually wear sports shorts with lining. So I assumed that those were underwear because I thought they were just for absorbing sweat. Wake up, wash your face, put on your shoes and go for a run.

I ran. I ran for several months and didn't feel anything. But some days I feel tight in my lower abdomen. I think it's because we're old and a little tight. Moreover, I'm not a narcissistic person to the point of taking off my clothes and looking at myself in the mirror, so I don't feel like there's anything wrong. I never looked down or raised it to see. “Raw materials factory”

Make yourself bigger or smaller?

One day, after running, the pain was so great. So I avoided the eyes of the villagers and felt around to see that it was already a hernia. At first I wasn't worried. Because sometimes they are in the right posture. It flows back to its original place. Only annoyed when they come to protest at the factory. I leave it alone because there are other things that need to be done more quickly.

After a long time, it refused to come back. Actually, there isn't any problem. Just enough to go consult. Many public health personnel There was only a threat that if I let it go.

“It will rot. carbuncular"

"You'll get so big you won't be able to wear pants."

“Now you have to walk with your legs spread apart.”

Each one was horrifying. Make people have good personalities and good looks. Having a wife as beautiful as me can't stand still.

I started by investigating the price. From a hospital near home

Ramkhamhaeng, 70,000 per side, not including any graph fees. (For fun, I have some graphs about my own reproductive system.)

Serirak special promotion 39,000 for three days and two nights, more than this is about 7,000 per day.

Vejthani, 90,000 per side and time to recuperate. For more than two nights, pay an additional fee of approximately 10,000 per day.

Is Buddhatho Dhammo Sangho "Khai Thepkara" really this expensive? Make it smaller too. Not making it bigger

Once I found out the price, that's it, my commander. You can decide right away.

“Go to Nopparat, we can pay directly. Better keep your cash.” Short and to the point, in the style of a good and decisive commander.

Wednesday afternoon, the 26th, I was in line waiting to be examined by a doctor named Wittawat at Nopparat Ratchathani Hospital.

When entering the room The doctor told me, "Unfasten your belt and pull down the zipper."

Before I could even pull my pants down, the doctor grabbed my hips and squeezed, even though I was still standing in front of the assistant nurse.

After a while, he told me to climb onto the bed. Lie on your back and pull your pants down lower than before. Then you try to "push" the excess back to its original place.

I know very well that There's no way you can do it. Because I've tried many times.

“As stubborn as an ally,” he said.

When I came down to sit at the table And he came back from washing his hands. (I want to tell you that My eggs are clean. And if you go eat without washing your hands, it will make it taste better.)

“So you have a hernia.”

“Yes.” That's all I can say...that is, if it were to the point of squeezing and rolling like this and saying, I have pneumonia.... I'll punch the doctor.

“Do you want to operate now? The doctor has been lonely for a long time.”

I finally understood why he played with my "eggs" for so long. He saw ours as a cure for loneliness.

"okay"

“Then prepare.

Admit

Today.” He turned to face the nurse. Then he bent down and wrote something on the form. There were a lot of them.

“Are you a yellow shirt or a red shirt?” he suddenly blurted out.

Come on, what should I do? Say the wrong thing and it will cost you your life. I was still awkward, so he continued.

“Last night, the doctor went to Suvarnabhumi. Go help our brothers and sisters, fix the area.”

“I think today, in the early evening, I will go again. I will go and help check on my siblings who are sick.”

Sigh, relief... "I used to be Mr. Phiphob Thongchai's subordinate."

“I used to work for a children's foundation.”

He smiled widely..... “Haha, brothers and sisters, we will win. Somchai must leave.”

"I'll see you tomorrow at mid-morning.....let's prepare today first."

Leave the examination room I have to go to the blood draw room. Before going, I stopped by to tell the commander, who was very surprised that he was able to operate right away. But there was no problem. Because during this time I couldn't travel anywhere.

Arrive at the blood collection room Instead of just There were only one or two nurses and a blood draw table like everywhere else. Instead, there were four wound care beds, along with ten nursing students wearing blue and white overalls. The important thing is that the head nurse told me that

“Please allow the nursing students to be the drillers. Don't worry. These students are well trained.”

Then I'll tell you why...what's the benefit?...just take it.

I sat in a chair with my arms outstretched on the supports. For a while, three nursing students crowded around me.

“Now, it's your turn, Iew,” one person said.

Ignore it....the kids are still related....is my arm going to be riddled?

A young lady wearing glasses walked up and picked up a packet of needles and tore them up. Meanwhile, another person took alcohol and applied it to his crook.

But you must be nervous. Apply it like pouring water. You have to wait for it to dry. Meanwhile, the bespectacled bitch grabbed a needle and pointed it at my vein. .....Really aiming, you hold both hands and point the pointed end at it. At the green line at the crook...wobbling back and forth. Can't decide As for what position to take....sweat was coming out all over my face....

"I can't really see the blood vessels," he muttered softly.

“Take this line,” said another person standing by, pointing at a corner of the crook.

"But they say it's better to go in the middle," another person said...

“It can't be seen,” said the bespectacled mouse.

“Wipe your face first? Is there sweat in your eyes?” your friend whispered.

All this said There were three people talking to each other and I sat and stared wide-eyed. There is no right to appeal...it's my blood.

" .....Oh, what's that?..." The nurse's head yelled loudly as she walked over to look at my table.

"......Why don't you use a rubber strap to tie the patient's arm first...?"

“......Then how can you see the blood vessels.........”

You see, I said....there must be something wrong....I shouted......(in my mind)

Before leaving this room, join Twenty minutes. But it was finished well. Noo Waen passed the exam. Draws up to 10 cc of blood with a single prick. Among the excitement of friends and the owner of the blood is me.

Finished and went to the room.

X Ray

It's very fast here. The officer, a man, grabs me and makes me gesture with my arms spread out against a clear piece of some kind of machine. And don't exhale. Less than five seconds and you're done. Sit back and wait a couple of minutes and you'll get the film. Then I continued walking.

Go to the echocardiography room.

In this room, the staff member was a woman a little older than me. She took the form and asked what surgery would be done.

“Hernia,” I replied.

"I'm not wearing underwear."

“Women are like that,” he continued.

I'd like to know as well. If a woman has it, where will it flow? And is the reason because of not wearing underwear as well......hehehehe

You told me to sleep on the bed. Lift up your shirt and pile it on top of your chest. Take something wet and apply it all over your chest and kiss it. It's like attaching to a mirror, but there are four or five wires attached to it, along with putting pliers on the tip of your finger. and covered both ankles with something like a semi-circular wristband.

Less than five minutes and it was finished. I received the report from him and he told me.

"It's cured, be careful if it happens again." The old one hasn't healed yet...... But thank you for telling me.

I came back to the counter.

OPD

Another surgery The officer said he was waiting here for the surgery building staff to come pick him up.

In about ten minutes, I was already at the surgery building.

Tonight I have to sleep in a special room with 4 beds. I choose to sleep far from the air conditioning vents but close to the ventilation vents. It's better to endure the noise than to endure the cold. There were already two people sleeping in the room. Dissecting something is the same. One bed is a teenager, the other is an old one. For me, I'm still young.

The Commander must go home and sleep tonight because I haven't been operated on yet and I don't have a bed for the guard. Before going, buy me a copy of the book "Kwanruen"....oh my god.... Besides cleaning the house, washing the dishes, and doing the laundry, I also let my husband do flower arranging and embroidery. Is this again....

Change into a light green sick uniform. When finished, I lay down and read books for fun until late afternoon and evening. The nursing assistant wheeled A cart filled with boxes of unknown substances came to a stop next to the bed and said I had to clean my "tummy." She told me to lie on my back.

And then pick up tools like Hair clippers cut off I probably don't have to tell you what happened......after a while it was finished....you chased me to take a shower.....sigh..I remember the feeling after shaving my hair when I was ordained as a monk. On the first day.....hahaha

After that, there was nothing to do. Around 7 p.m., the commander brought another boss from home to visit, so he sat and played games with the child. A nurse came in to drill into his arm and give him IV fluid a little before 8 p.m. It felt strange too because this was the first time I'd received saline in my life. It was a little tight, but it didn't hurt. It was kind of weird. When I was done, I just lay down and waited.....this time I got it. Feels like a really sick person.

At 8 p.m. the two masters had to return. I lay down and went to sleep.....

Around 9:00 p.m., a nurse walked up and told me that I had to abstain from eating at 4:00 a.m. I was confused, that someone would be crazy to get up and eat at 3:00 a.m. So I told him that So I started abstaining from 9:00 p.m....and then at 4:00 a.m. You don't have to remind me not to eat. I'm going to sleep....The nurse walked back out laughing.

The morning of surgery

After falling asleep and waking up All night because I slept in the wrong place and the hospital mattress was made of plastic and made me feel like I was sleeping on something slippery. Importantly, my roommate snored loudly. ....From 9:00 p.m. to 6:00 a.m.... alternating back and forth. There must be me joining in for a while..hahaha.

Around 7:00 in the morning, the nurse sent me to take both heavy and light shots. I said that it wasn't time yet. He said that in any case, all the waste must be taken out... Then you have to garden.

Well, hey, people who don't want to moan, are forced to moan....this time you came back with a huge enema. When he arrived, he ordered me to lie on my side. Pull down your pants and ...Sigh....After that I let out everything in my intestines...so relieved.....sigh I almost ran to the bathroom in time.

Around 8:00 a.m., my "ally" doctor came. When he arrived, he complained to me that

"Somchai is fighting, it's probably a long game." Oh doctor....what about my hernia?

“Another half hour. See you in the operating room.” He said as if he had just remembered what he had to do.

I was carted out of the room at around nine o'clock. I could only see the ceiling and the edge of the door sliding past me. After a while, he stopped at a room. There were two middle-aged women. We're watching each other. That your hair is beautiful and your eyes are this color. Another person said that you can't compete with your younger sibling. She's not beautiful or like this.

“Hello...Khun Thepkorn,” the first beautiful person spoke up.

“You have to block the back.” He walked to the side of the bed and showed me a picture of a person's back. He pointed out that I couldn't see it well because it was too far away.

“The doctor will inject anesthetic into the area. Your lower spine..here you will feel numb. You may feel some discomfort afterward, but it won't hurt.”

After speaking, the other person held me on my side and made me act like a child bending over. There is alcohol to wipe around the middle of the lower back. And then a needle came in. I felt a warm, viscous liquid flow into me....it hurt a little....when finished, I was left lying on my back as before.

I felt a heaviness in the extremities of my legs. Until I don't feel like I have legs or not. The nurse took a cotton swab soaked in alcohol and dipped it and asked if he felt it. I said I didn't feel anything. He wheeled me into another room.

To this room, it's like in the movies.

ER

of

UBC

So, there are lights in the circle like we see in movies. Someone took a green cloth. Can you put a barrier on your chest to prevent me from looking down or to prevent me from coughing or sneezing? Or to prevent blood from splashing on my face, I don't know but I didn't dare ask, afraid they'd think I was annoying her.

I heard Dr. Ally I talked with assistant who is a nurse

“The people will win”

"The whole country has disappeared, doctor...why do we have to seize the airport?"

“You have to hold on..refuse to let it go. The government is in trouble and this is going to cause even more loss in Shi.'

"Oh...he was elected...everything is correct."

“Dirty elections. Buy votes, no matter what.”

It's me. Shit. It's really gone. My stomach is getting poked. The liver, kidneys, and stomach are all bursting out of the surgical port.

There was an argument between the doctor and the assistant. I'm not going to die in my bed!!!!!

So he slowly said,

“Doctor, you don't have to be overzealous while operating on me.”

The doctor replied, "Don't worry about you. I've been doing surgery for over 20 years. I can still do it with my eyes closed."

Use it to close your eyes and do it with other people, doctor, I said in my heart.

“Here, the patient is on my side,” the doctor tells his opponent.

Oh my gosh....go tell him why.......the karma is real now. Doctor and nurse quarrel during surgery Plus the patient is not neutral....

“Don't worry about you. You and the doctor always argue about this. But it's just fun, not emotional.”

I still know what I'm thinking...the nurse told me.

"Alright, that's enough...let's finish the surgery and then we'll talk about it," the doctor cut in.

I could only pray and pray while he started to open my lower abdomen.

After that, I didn't hear anything. It just feels like someone is pressing on my abdomen at times. I don't know when I fell asleep. Woke up again because I felt cold...I understood that it wouldn't last long.

“It's finished...it's not intestines, it's fat, it's a huge raft,” the doctor said as he walked around to my head.

“Don't eat anything today. Take a sip of water first.” That's all I heard.

They moved me onto the bed and then wheeled me back to the surgery building.

Back in the surgery building, I could only sleep. Turn your head around. Because the bottom still doesn't feel anything. I still can't make it wiggle. I fell asleep again.

I woke up again and saw the commander's face. I don't know when. I'm about to ask how long have you been here? But I can't speak.

I can't think of anything.

Now I know only one thing......it hurts!!!!!!!!!!!!

It hurts a lot. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts so bad. My father hurts so bad. My mother hurts. I know what it's like to hurt like a streak.

It hurts almost to the point of death, I know now.....

I told my commander, "I understand what they said. Unable to endure his wounds, he died along the way.”

My wife.....instead of sympathizing with my husband who is in pain and suffering...

He laughed and laughed....and said mockingly. During the cesarean section The wound is bigger than this.

I asked the nurse for some painkillers. He asked me,

"If 0 means it doesn't hurt, then 5 means it hurts a lot. How much pain are you in right now?"

I replied, “Maybe 50.” He asked further.

"Lift your knee and see if you can lift it yet." People....my mother.....are already hurting to death and still have to do this and that. But I couldn't lift it because the anesthetic hadn't worn off yet.....Even the anesthetic hadn't dissipated 100% yet. Oh my gosh, I'm going to die this time.

"Hold on first....When can you lift your knee before I can give it to you?" The nurse was so callous. So cool.

I endured lying down and turning my head back and forth in excruciating pain...and surrounded by the delighted laughter of my wife for I don't know how long......then the nurse gave me some blue medicine to take and said, take it. And the pain doesn't go away. Let me tell you... I raised my head and took the medicine. With more pain than before....I'm just nodding my head. If I move, I'll die..I'll definitely die..

After about 10 minutes it seemed to hurt less. I lay there breathing heavily. I didn't dare move. while my wife began to say Do you see how much it hurts for women to give birth? And I don't know what else, a lot of things, just like women. And I began to act like a man, lying with my eyes open but my ears not listening....

Well, God made us like this. What can be changed..is it true, viewers?

When the salt water is gone The nurse came in and removed the IV line and injected some unknown medicine into it instead....and then left the needle stuck like that but covered it with a round cap....probably kept it for the medicine, I think.

“Mr. Thepkorn, in a little while you will have to move to a special room,” the head nurse told me.

“Are you going to walk by yourself? I will have a cart pick you up.”

Are you walking?!!!!! Is that crazy? Just by nodding my head, I almost had to give CPR!!!!!

“Can't you push the entire bed?” I begged.

“Since I became Nopparat, I have never had a hernia surgery patient. Move rooms by pushing the entire bed!!!!!”

"Let me be the first case...." I begged again.

My wife......instead of helping to speak Instead, he sat holding his stomach and laughing without any consideration for both me and the nurse.....

These women Do you have a heart!!!!!!!!

I had to grit my teeth and sit up...it didn't hurt as much as I thought...I guess the painkillers would help. But if it were a little more than that it would kill me.

Slowly walking and bobbing...until we reached a special room. ....until I could lay down and sleep. He survived another day.

After this there was nothing.....the pain gradually decreased.....I could walk better....and couldn't sleep well on the slippery plastic-covered bed. Until the day I go home

My wife still complains that Her surgery was more painful....my daughter pleases me more......

Okay, that's enough for now.....If anyone wants to read further, I'll tell you. Events after this again

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