I phoned 911 and the ambulance arrived in 5 minutes. The ambulance examined Samuel for a minute and told me: ‘ma’am, your husband looks like having a stroke. Let’s go to VGH.’ I replied doubtfully: ‘VGH?’ I was thinking why not Richmond General Hospital which was 5 minutes away. He said: “VGH, trust me, Follow me.’ I said ‘Okay’. The ambulance crossed all the bridges; the traffic was very light because it was a long week end holiday morning.
At VGH, a group of doctors and nurses were waiting for Samuel. A few minutes later, a doctor came and confirmed to me that Samuel suffered a stroke, the most serious type. His heading was still bleeding. The doctor said there was a new drug that needed to apply to the patient within one hour of the stroke. He checked the time when the stroke had likely happened and gave me a whole stack of documents to read and sign. I asked him what it was. He said: “if the drug does not work, he will die.” I asked: “Is there another drug?’ He said: “no”. So I signed the document as there was no alternative.
I was waiting in the lobby while Samuel was under treatment. At this time the ambulance came to say good bye: “Ma’am, don’t you worry, your husband is okay.”
I think the ambulance was my Guardian Angel leading my way to VGH, the world renowned Stroke Centre.
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