Crazy Psychologist

"But Professor Lewis's treatment did not make any significant progress, and he had to go back to work at the university. The doctor was completely depressed and lost a full 10 pounds in more than a month."

"What happened next?" Zhang Wenwen's palms were slightly sweaty, so he put his hands on his legs and wiped them dry with his pants.

"Later, the change came from the patient's phone call and video. The doctor finally showed a smile and tears, the tears of being saved. He finally understood that what he did was very important to the patient who lost his legs under his scalpel. It is the right, happy and best thing for people.

Nothing can save a doctor like feedback from his patients.

Two or three years later, he has become more and more aware of what this type of surgery means to those patients.

There is good news, and I think I should tell you clearly now, so that you may not have to go through the doubts and torture we have experienced.

Over the past 20 years since this surgery, all the feedback we’ve received has been positive, and you’d even think these patients’ recovery abilities are just like those of heroes from the Marvel world.

For example, you will find that wow, this guy is Wolverine, because he was already using crutches to record videos for us on the second day of the amputation surgery. Amazing adaptability and recovery, completely different from ordinary surgical patients. "

After Dr. Brown said this, the haze that had just trapped on his face faded a little.

"So what should Mr. Tao do? How to tell him that he is not suitable for surgery?

It seems that he has made sufficient preparations and is very much looking forward to success. "

Zhang Wenwen began to worry about Tao Qian. Perhaps it was the sympathy of some compatriots. Zhang Wenwen felt a little regretful. Maybe Tao Qian would be very disappointed and depressed.

He just looked so weak.

"By the way." Zhang Wenwen suddenly thought, "Is this patient no longer able to walk? He looks so harmonious with the wheelchair. I mean he looks like a very experienced disabled person. I know I can't describe it like this. Too polite, but do you know what I mean?”

Dr. Brown nodded, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. He said: "I understand what you mean. In fact, many patients are more accustomed to being disabled, but few of them come directly to the surgery in a wheelchair, because most of them are more accustomed to being disabled. People still live with the crowd. Everyone knows that you have healthy legs and will not allow you to sit in a wheelchair easily. This means that you have brought more trouble and trouble to other people in the family. You could have done it yourself. Your wife now needs to do all the housework for you. You could have helped with the housework at home, but now that you are in a wheelchair, this part of the work has fallen on the shoulders of other family members.

No one wants to take on some extra work, right? Whether at home or at work. Therefore, although most people have recognized themselves as disabled for many, many years, they still strive to live like normal people.

But this Mr. Tao is very unusual. I feel the same as you. He seems to be completely accustomed to living with that wheelchair, and it is not an ordinary wheelchair. This wheelchair is specially customized and has many wonderful functions. , just like a small open-top moving castle. "

Although Zhang Wenwen's feelings were not as profound as Dr. Brown's, he did realize that this wheelchair was not an ordinary wheelchair. This reminded Zhang Wenwen of Hawking's wheelchair. Some people always joked, "I really don't know whether it is the wheelchair or Hawking that speaks to the world. .”

What is going on with this Tao Qian?

Zhang Wenwen's worries soon turned into real troubles. Tao Qian was very angry and even thought that the people here lacked professionalism. Different from the gentle and philosophical temperament he had when they first met a day ago, Tao Qian looked like this in the afternoon. Like a soldier on the battlefield, and the kind of soldier with an extremely hot temper.

"I don't think there is any problem with my surgery. I have long regarded myself as a disabled person. It is very clear in my self-report of my condition that when I was very young, around the age of elementary school, I I didn’t like my legs, I thought they were redundant. Then, when I grew up and had financial strength, and read a book, I realized that this kind of problem was not a dilemma I faced alone. There were many people like me in the world. The same people exist, some of them get help, some don't, and those who don't get help will never get better in life."

It is difficult to refute Tao Qian's words, because his pain and despair are completely between the lines, in his furrowed brows and eyes flashing with tears.

God, he was so vulnerable and helpless.

It is actually very easy to understand the reverse of this matter. It is understandable for a person to be panicked, angry, and in pain because he knows that he is going to have his leg amputated. However, this person was angry because his limb could not be amputated. This matter always seems to be full of contradictions in the thinking of normal people.

Dr. Brown was very experienced, leaning against the wall and letting Tao Qian vent his emotions.

After Tao Qian calmed down, Dr. Brown pulled Zhang Wenwen out of the room.

Dr. Brown said, "I'm really confused now. It would be great if Professor Lewis was here. I don't know what's happening now. Let's go have a drink. Although it's morning, I really want to have a drink." One cup.”

Zhang Wenwen nodded. It is not difficult to find a drink during the day in Bangkok.

They both ordered a beer and a large portion of nachos.

Dr. Brown drank half the cup, but Zhang Wenwen didn't take a sip.

"I really found it too difficult. Fortunately, we carefully re-evaluated based on the test results, because his reaction just now was completely different from that of a BIID patient." Dr. Brown took a deep breath. "You don't know, if this knife goes down, we may have to face a losing lawsuit in a few hours. I simply feel that I have escaped from the gate of hell."

"Why do you say that?" Zhang Wenwen was completely confused.

"Because, although BIID patients are determined, they will not become very angry because they are not allowed to have surgery. We have never seen this level of anger. They should be sad and thinking, is this the only way it can be? ?

They spend most of their lives in compromise and hiding. The existence of BIID makes them feel shame and an unspeakable quirk, especially when they don't know that their brain functions may be different from ordinary people. .

There are also some patients who hate their own thoughts because of their faith. They are often sad and sad. They hide, hide, and endure silently.