今天,我突然发现自己被刷屏了,起因是......
不错,这确实可以算是中国医生的一次小突破。不过,它真的不是雾霾诗......
I long to be king
I am ground glass opacity (GGO) in the lung,
A vague figure shrouded in mystery and strangeness,
Like looking at the moon through clouds,
Like seeing beautiful flowers in the fog.
I long to be king,
With my fellows swimming in every vessel.
My people crawl in your organs and body,
Holding the rights for life or death, I tremble with excitement.
When young you called me “atypical adenomatous hyperplasia”,
Then when I had matured, you declared me “adenocarcinoma in situ”,
When fully developed, your fearful denomination: “invasive adenocarcinoma”.
You forgot my strenuous journey to become the king.
From tiny to strong,
From humble to arrogant.
None cared when I was young,
But all fear me we when full grown.
I’ve been nourished on the delicious mist and haze,
That sweetly warmed my heart,
Always loving when you were heavy drunk and smoking,
Creating me a cozy home.
When I was less than eight millimeters, I was so fragile,
Waiting for a chance to grow up.
Now, more than eight millimeters, I am more mature,
And considered worthy of notice.
My continuous growth gives me a chance to be king,
As I break through layers of obstacles,
Spanning the mountains and waters.
My fellows march to every corner and occupy every region.
My quest to become king was full of obstacles,
I was cut until almost dead in childhood,
Burned once I’d matured,
And poisoned when older.
Happiness after sorrow, rainbow after rain.
I faced surgery, radiotherapy, and chemotherapy,
But continued to chase my dream,
Some would have given up, but I will be the king.
I long to be king, with fellows and subordinates,
I long to be king, to have people’s fear and respect
I long to be king, to dominate my domain,
I long to be king, to direct your fate.
肺部磨砂玻璃影是我的大名, 朦胧的身影披着神秘与诡异, 你看我云中望月、雾里看花, 我在云雾深处清晰地打量你。 当老大是我一生中最大梦想, 我的手下遨游你的各处血管, 我的子民遍布你的各个脏器, 那大权在握的感觉令我颤栗。 你笑称幼时的我不典型增生, 你憎称青年的我为原位腺癌, 你咆哮壮年的我为浸润腺癌, 而你忘了我老大之路的艰辛。 我也是从弱小逐渐变得强大, 我也是从隐忍逐渐走向狂放, 幼时纯、淡的身影没人在意, 长大后壮实身躯才引人侧目。 我喜欢呼吸醇馥幽香的雾霾, 散发着甘甜徐徐融入我身心, 我更喜欢抽烟喝酒熬夜的你, 创造着惬意的家园令我成长。 小于8毫米的我非常之孱弱, 等待成长契机,渴望岁月孵化, 大于8毫米的我将迈向成熟, 处事谨小慎微,信奉大智若愚。 继续成长的我有机会成为老大, 突破层层壁垒、跨越千山万水, 每一根血管都有我的手下子民, 每一处脏器都有我的旌旗招展。 当老大的梦想之路充满了崎岖, 要忍受你对我幼小时刀割之痛, 要煎熬你对我成熟时烈焰之灼, 要捱住你对我成功时毒药之伤。 痛苦之后有快乐,风雨之后见彩虹, 手术,放疗、化疗是我的人生三劫, 但再多的劫难也不会动摇我的梦想, 只要给我时间,我就一定要当老大! 我喜欢当老大,手下子民千千万万, 我喜欢当老大,登高一呼万民拥戴, 我喜欢当老大,你的身躯以我为主宰, 我喜欢当老大,你的灵魂以我为上帝!
我就是这首诗的作者。作为一名胸外科医生,我每天要面对众多的肺癌患者,对他们的痛苦感同身受。我希望这首诗,能够让大家了解肺癌的疾病发展规律,从而战胜和消灭它。是的,这就是一首肺癌防治的科普诗,希望唤起公众自我健康管理的意识,也召唤着我和我的同事们一起为“健康中国”而不断努力!