Sorry, I just got discharged from the hospital. The difference from the last acute myocardial infarction is that this time the heart weakened, water accumulated between the heart and lungs, and I couldn't breathe. Whether I was walking or talking, I had to gasp for breath without exerting any effort. It took a while to calm down. Coupled with nearly a week of insomnia and severe coughing, if I got any more fever, I would assume it was an infection.
But when I think about it carefully, I think it’s impossible. After all, I am a homebody. I have been staying at home for a month since the city was closed, without leaving the house. If I were really infected, my son, daughter, and wife would not be able to escape. But nothing happened to them. So I attributed all my physical discomfort to quitting smoking syndrome. I thought it was caused by smoking too much some time ago. After the city was closed, I ran out of cigarettes at home and had no chance to go out to buy cigarettes. There was no place to buy cigarettes, forcing me to quit smoking. feeling unwell
There were no problems in the first two days after quitting smoking, but then I suffered from insomnia all night, and became drowsy during the day. I had no energy to think or code, so I had to stop reading. But after three or four days, the symptoms became more and more obvious. I couldn't sit still during the day, and I would gasp for breath even when talking. I finally couldn't bear it and went to the emergency room, and then I was hospitalized directly to recuperate.
The doctor said that I was thinking too much, my heart was weakening, and I was in danger of sudden death. As a result, I revisited the old place and went to the ward three years ago. Those nurses and sisters were all surprised when they saw me. Why are you here again? I could only smile bitterly. I missed you so much, so I came over to see you again.
Fortunately, no surgery was needed this time. Of course, the doctor suggested that I install a defibrillator in my heart. This device has no therapeutic effect. It only serves to prevent sudden death and prevent people from disappearing in their sleep in the middle of the night. And it will happen in five or six years. Have to install a new one. I declined the proposal, thinking that falling asleep in one's sleep was a happy thing and caused no pain. Since I’m not pretending, staying in the hospital is just to recuperate my body, so after staying in the hospital for so many days, I might as well go home to recuperate. After negotiation, the doctor agreed to let me go and let me be discharged.
I would like to apologize to my book friends for the pause in updates during this period. Now that I'm out of the hospital, I can't resume updating immediately due to health concerns. I can't continue to write 5,000 words a day. I can only write a little bit every day until I reach 5,000 words and then update, which means I won't update from time to time. Fortunately, this book is coming to an end. There are still hundreds of thousands of words left to finish. I will finish writing this book as soon as possible.
By the way, during this period of hospitalization, I had all kinds of strange dreams every day in the ward. Many times I dreamed that I was wearing ancient armor and killing people and setting fires. I was thinking that maybe the next book should be about the Three Kingdoms, or Japan's Warring States Period, because the armor I was wearing in the dream was Eastern, not Western. After I finish writing this book, I have to search for information.