Tuberculosis, the dust of history

This is the 5163th article of Da Yi Xiao Hu

Between dust and breath

Mycobacterium tuberculosis, like a ghost in the night

Lurking quietly, shuttling between alveoli

Tuberculosis, an ancient disease

Using cough as a cover and droplets as a weapon

Weaving an invisible web among the crowd

BCG, the magic seed

Taking root in the soil of life

The moment of vaccination is the beginning of hope

Tiny bacteria contain the power of life

Life is a tenacious flame

Never succumb to the invasion of darkness

In the labyrinth of alveoli

The sword of immunity

Guarding the line of life

Ventilation and disinfection

Nowhere for germs to hide

Masks, wash hands frequently

It's simple magic

Early detection is a ray of hope

Timely treatment is the key to recovery

Drug combination, precise attack

Take medicine on time and take enough treatment

Anti-tuberculosis drugs are the dawn of hope

Deepen the lesion and repair the wound

Tuberculosis, an ancient disease

Will eventually become the dust of history

——Chen Huang, "Tuberculosis, the Dust of History"

Author: Chen Huang, attending physician, Shanghai Pudong New Area People's Hospital

Editor’s Message:

Doctors are the most pious walkers under the blue sky and the most affectionate knights in the world. They heal the sick, soothe the soul, save the dying and the wounded, and achieve brilliance. In the world, the most affectionate entrustment is life and death. How many times, thrilling; how many times, life and death game; how many times, the willow is dark and the flower is bright; how many times, the road is full of twists and turns. Like facing the abyss, walking on thin ice, walking on the edge of life and death, I am so strong, so fragile, so happy, so sad. One by one, every life is precious. Doctors have a deep understanding of life and death, so doctors have the temperament of poets and philosophers. I would like to use poetry as a carrier to share with you all the beauty in life.