The Transfer
Ever since I moved to Hong Kong, the only hospital I would go to was Queen Elizabeth hospital, they had all my records there for my asthma and other problems I’ve faced before. When I started showing symptoms, my mum rushed me there straight away. Sadly, at Queen Elizabeth hospital they don’t specialise in Cardiac problems. They have general doctors who know about Cardiac problems, but once it becomes serious, most patients are transferred over to Queen Elizabeth hospital where they have the best Cardiac doctors in Hong Kong and a well equipped Cardiothoracic department. My doctor had been trying to arrange for me to be transferred over to the Hospital there and the day had come, I was going to be transferred and be taken care of by the best doctors in the field. My situation had become a lot worse over the days and they started to become more worried and the best decision was a transfer. I was hooked up to all my medication (I was on extremely strong Inotropic medication).
Inotropes are medications which are extremely strong, they have a long list of side effects and sometimes peoples lives depend on them. Inotropes are medications which help increase and strengthen the muscle contraction. In my situation the Inotropes were going in from a line which lead straight to my heart and therefore they were helping my heart contract in order to keep me alive.
Usually it would take around half an hour from one hospital to another, but since my situation was serious, they rushed me in an ambulance as fast as possible. I remember having a whole medical team with me in the ambulance. Throughout the drive, I felt like I was in a movie and I was the bad guy trying to get away from the cops. The sirens were so loud and never ending, the ambulance didn’t stop once…
I was taken out of the ambulance in the bed and rushed straight to ward D4, this is the Paediatric Cardiothoracic ward (I may be a big guy, but im still 17 and therefore am taken care of by Paediatric doctors). At this stage, I was still bed-ridden and unable to walk. I was just being transferred from bed to bed. A short while after, the doctors came to see me and they brought along the Echocardiogram machine with them.
From here on, I was passed on to the Queen Mary specialists, bye bye Queen Elizabeth!
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