Time really flies.. 5 years have passed since the terrorists attack in New York on 11th September 2001... whereby two American Airlines planes crashed into the World Trade Centre towers causing both the WTC towers to collapse. So many innocent lives were killed.... :(
I still remember what I did on that particular day. I might not remember what I did last month, but the event that took place on 11th September 2001 was still "fresh" in my memories... I came back home quite late that day (11th September 2001), helping out my colleagues who were on call in the emergency theatre. My theatre finished around 6 pm but since there was a major emergency case coming in soon, so most of us stayed back to lend our helping hands. The emergency case was leaking or ?ruptured Abdominal Aortic Aneurysm which we normally referred to as Triple A or AAA. This sort of case has bad prognosis with very high mortality rate.
I still remember my colleague giving the drugs during induction time and I was looking at the monitor, monitoring the vital signs. Upon seeing the heart rate coming down and the arterial blood pressure decreasing in trend, I quickly alerted my other colleagues. But just within seconds, the patient went into almost asystole on table. CPR and chest compression was commenced immediately. I can't remember how many ampoules of adrenaline & atrophine were given during CPR. The patient went into ventricle fibrillation (VF) several times and defibrillation performed. CPR was commenced back again after defibrillation. We all took turn to do the chest compression (it was exhausting to perform chest compression alone, and those who had experience doing real life CPR will know what I mean). We performed CPR for quite a while before we finally gave up & pronounced death on table. We had done our best and there was no mismanagement. The death was inevitable cos this was a high risk case and the prognosis was very poor in the first place with very high mortality rates. After the surge of adrenaline event, I went home around 8 pm, exhausted and tired.
I reached home around 8:30 pm and checked my email (still using dial-up during those days), and the news regarding 9/11 came up on tv. I didn't really pay attention at first cos I thought that was some sort of staged documentaries. Only a while later, I realised that was a real life event... Although I didn't know anyone personally who involved in the tragedy, but the pain and the anger that I felt was real. Since then, things were NEVER be the same again. But I really hope 明天会更好 (A Better Tomorrow) as the title of the song that I posted earlier on. I didn't realise today was 11th September when I posted that post near midnight. What were you doing or where were you on 11th September 2001?