2023-12-25 07:31

#170 page 173-174 音読だけ📕ガン再発のエピソードのところ

#170 page 173-174
I hopped out of the CT scanner, seven months since I had returned to surgery. This would be my last scan before finishing residency, before becoming a father, before my future became real.
"Wanna take a look, Doc?" the tech said.
"Not right now," I said. "I've got a lot of work to do today."
It was already six P.M. I had to go see patients, organize tomorrow's OR schedule, review films, dictate my clinic notes, check on my post-ops, and so on. Around eight P.M., I sat down in the neurosurgery office, next to a radiology viewing station. I turned it on, looked at my patients' scans for the next day—two simple spine cases—and, finally, typed in my own name. I zipped through the images as if they were a kid's flip-book,comparing the new scan to the last. Everything looked the same, the old tumors remained exactly the same ...
except, wait.
I rolled back the images. Looked again.
There it was. A new tumor, large, filling my right middle lobe. It looked, oddly, like a full moon having almost cleared the horizon. Going back to the old images, I could make out the faintest trace of it, a ghostly harbinger now brought fully into the world.
I was neither angry nor scared. It simply was. It was a fact about the world, like the distance from the sun to the earth. I drove home and told Lucy. It was a Thursday night, and we wouldn't see Emma again until Monday, but Lucy and I sat down in the living room, with our lap-tops, and mapped out the next steps: biopsies, tests, chemotherapy. The treatments this time around would be tougher to endure, the possibility of a long life more re-mote. Eliot again: "But at my back in a cold blast I hear / the rattle of the bones, and chuckle spread from ear to ear." Neurosurgery would be impossible for a couple of weeks, perhaps months, perhaps forever. But we decided that all of that could wait to be real until Monday. Today was Thursday, and I'd already made tomorrow's OR assignments; I planned on having one last day as a resident.

【この本に関する紹介動画】

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K1iR0-ydRFc

https://youtu.be/jWVIsS7-8D4

https://youtu.be/6VacgRdKqjM

#英語音読 #洋書音読 
#Whenbreathbecomesair
#いま希望を語ろう〜 「生きる意味」早川書房
📕When breath becomes airの本📕
https://www.kinokuniya.co.jp/f/dsg-02-9781784701994

When Breath Becomes Air https://amzn.asia/d/drGuE2B

 

📘わたしが去年医学英語検定に向けて学び、
今年から読書を習慣目標に、洋書も読み出すようになりました。
そして、この本では、以前学んだ単語にもたくさん出会えたこと、
医療現場と患者家族の苦悩もイメージができたこと、
それが完読につながりました。

📘私が音読の配信を始めるきっかけは
#1の放送でお話しています

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00:08
みなさん、こんにちは。いかがお過ごしでしょうか。
この放送は、私まりぃが英語学習継続のために、
幼少1日1ページ音読しようと思って始めた放送です。
今は声日記のように、その日の出来事や思いを、
自分の心を落ち着かせるために、台本なしで自由気ままに話している放送になります。
はい、今日は12月25日の夜23時ですね。
回った頃に録音しています。
今朝にライブに参加したという話を、
嬉しかったこととして、声日記で残しています。
よかったら、そっちの方もお聞きください。
音読をしていなかったので、今日は今から音読だけして終わりにしようと思います。
音読のする場所は、
When Breath Becomes Air の本の173です。
の、一段落目。
I hopped out of the CT scanner 7 months since I had returned to surgery.
This would be my last scan before finishing residency,
before becoming a father, before my future became real.
Wanna take a look, doc? the tech said.
Not right now, I said.
I've got a lot of work to do today.
It was already 6pm.
I have to go see patients, organize tomorrow's OR schedule,
review films, dictate my clinic notes, check on my post-ops, and so on.
Around 8pm, I sat down in the neurosurgery office,
next to a radiology viewing station.
I turned it on, looked at my patient scans for the next day,
two simple spine cases, and finally typed in my own name.
I zipped through the images as if they were a kid's flipbook,
comparing the new scan to the last.
Everything looked the same.
The old tumors remained exactly the same, except weight.
I rolled back the images, looked again.
There it was, a new tumor.
Large, fitting my right middle lobe.
It looked oddly like a full moon, having almost cleared the horizon.
Going back to the old images, I could make out the faintest trace of it,
03:04
a ghostly, harbinger now brought fully into the world.
I was neither angry nor scared.
It simply was.
It was a fact that the world lagged a distance from the sun to the earth.
I drove home and told Lucy.
It was Thursday night, and we wouldn't see Emma again until Monday.
But Lucy and I sat down in the living room with our laptops
and mapped out the next steps.
Biopsies, tests, chemotherapy.
The treatments this time around would be tougher to endure.
The possibility of a long life more remote.
Idiot again.
But on my back in the cold, blast I hear.
The rattle of the bones and the chuckle spread from ear to ear.
Neurosurgery would be impossible for a couple of weeks, perhaps months, perhaps forever.
But we decided that all of that could wait to be real until Monday.
Today was Thursday, and I'd already made tomorrow's OR as an assignment.
I planned on having one last day as a resident.
I read it.
It looks like she had a new cancer.
It's quite...
What I'm going to do from now on is with my wife Emma...
Oh, it's not Emma.
It's Lucy, my wife.
I'm going back to the hospital with my wife Lucy.
In this situation...
The next day, the operation was postponed.
But I thought I'd be able to get to work by next Monday with my assistant Emma.
I'm wearing a band-aid when I read it for the first time.
I'm sure I was shocked.
I thought my symptoms had calmed down and I was getting better.
I had a big tumor in my right middle lobe.
I had a big tumor in my right middle lobe.
06:01
I think it was quite shocking.
I think that's probably why I was wearing a band-aid.
I only read it today.
If I work three more days on Monday, I'll be able to get a job in 2023.
Thank you for listening to the last.
I can't think of any other expressions.
Thank you for tuning in.
Thank you for listening.
For listening my...
My reading.
Thank you for listening to my reading.
I'm sure there are some things that are painful to hear.
Thank you very much.
I'd like to look back on it again.
The part I just read will be posted in the summary section.
That's it.
07:31

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