Not this again....
The one thing I’ve learnt about Doctors in Hong Kong, is that they don’t like to talk much to children. Im seventeen now and am trying to handle my situation in the best way possible. I have been with the same team of doctors for the past month and I think as I’ve gained a lot of respect for them, they’ve also gained a lot of respect for me. The one thing that still gets to me is the fact that they cannot discuss things with me when my parents are not around and I find that a little bit unfair.
I was on a wheelchair, unable to walk much at all. I was wheeled into my doctors office and he just looked at me and I could see the amount of disappointment on his face. He asked me - “ why are you in a wheelchair?” and I told him that if I walked I felt really tired after a couple of steps and that I’d start to feel nauseous again. He said alright, you’re going back to D4. My face dropped and this isn’t what I wanted. I got really angry and I didn’t want to be in the hospital. I went back to D4 and the nurses came straight away to ask me, what happened?
I told them that the doctors said I have to come back and I could see that all of them were quite upset. A couple of hours later, when my parents arrived at the hospital, my team of doctors came to see me. General questions like, have you been taking your meds?, how are you feeling?, when did this start? were asked. Their end result was that they were going to call the doctor who is in charge of Heart-Transplants to come see me and then that they’d now get her advice before taking the next steps forward. I had a really good feeling about this. I’ve heard a lot about this doctor and everyone seems to have the most positive comments about her, which does give me more hope that everything going to be fine.
Hopefully she says everything going to be just fine and I can go back home again:)
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