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手术室的灯光照亮了每个角落,我站在门口,纠结着如何迈出第一步。“阿姨,我有点害怕。”我努力使自己的声音平静。她转过头,手搭在我左边的肩膀上:“孩子,别怕,都是中国人呐”。那年我12岁。这个微小的手术中,我的内心是无比平静的。那位手术师在我闭上眼睛的过程中轻微地和同事交谈着。我竟然睡着了。在此之前,我对于与医院相关的一切都充满了一个孩子会有的排斥。在孩子的认知里,医院总是与疾病和身体的不适相关联,因而不会给人
The operating room lights lit every corner, I stood in the doorway, tangled with how to take the first step. “Auntie, I’m a bit scared. ” I tried to calm my voice. She turned her head, hand on my left shoulder: “Children, do not be afraid, are Chinese na ”. That year I was 12 years old. In this tiny operation, my heart is very calm. The surgeon talked slightly to my colleagues as I closed my eyes. I actually fell asleep. Before that, I was full of rejection of a child with everything about the hospital. In a child’s cognition, a hospital is always associated with illness and physical discomfort and thus can not give people