When we reached room one, where the trail leads, my heart stopped.
In front of us is a patient bleeding from a tracheotomy and the whole bed is covered in blood.
Blood was spilled everywhere, and the walls and floor were covered in bloodstains, creating a horrific scene that we would never forget.
A feeling of panic overcomes us as we notice that the patient in the next bed is frightened and shaking.
His eyes are full of fear and uncertainty, adding to the anxiety.
In an instant, Anna and I realise that we need to act quickly and effectively to help the patient and stabilise the situation.
"I'll call the doctor and you give him a kidney to vomit the blood into so it doesn't go everywhere," Ana says, her voice a little panicked but firm at the same time.
Her words echo in my ears as my eyes grow wide with surprise and fear.
I act quickly.
Without thinking, I pull the Spanish wall between the two patients to shield the one on the next bed from the horrific scene.
Meanwhile, Anna is already on the phone to call the doctor.
I focus on the bleeding patient and carefully place the vomit container I have on him, hoping it will help.
My heart is pounding as I realise the gravity of the situation.
Every second counts.
His eyes are full of tears and he looks as if he is about to choke on his own blood.
The scene in front of me is horrific, container after container filled with his vomit.
Blood is everywhere and, in a moment, I am overcome with despair.
I cannot imagine how this man feels, fighting for every breath.
I quickly turn my attention back to my work, but my thoughts continue to haunt me.
In a flash, Anna appears with the medication, her face focused and determined.
She quickly approaches the patient and offers him medication to calm and stabilise him.
We work together as a team while the doctor arrives and prepares to help.
Hope begins to return as we realise that all is not lost, but we remain cautious and focused on the task at hand.
The blood just keeps flowing, as if we cannot stop it, each moment more intense.
Around Anna and me, time seems to be passing faster than we can cope with.
Suddenly Neva, the doctor, bursts into the room. From her shaved appearance, I assume she must have run down the corridor. But it doesn't matter now. Panic is in the air; the room is full of tension.
"How long has this been going on?" she asks quickly, her voice calm but her eyes betraying the gravity of the situation.
"About ten minutes," Anna replies, her voice shaking slightly. "It's bloody, look, there's blood everywhere."
"It's probably bleeding from a tumour," Neva replies as she quickly examines the patient, her hands gliding expertly over his body, checking vital signs and searching for the source of the problem. "Tumours are well blooded. If they affect a major artery, the bleeding can be extensive and almost impossible to stop."
Neva gives a quick nod to Anna, who, without hesitation, applies additional medication under the patient's skin with quick, precise movements. The situation is becoming increasingly serious as, despite the rapid response, the blood continues to flow. The horrifying reality of a medical battle with a relentless disease is hitting home.
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Luka & Izzy
RomansaTHE SECOND PART OF THE LONDON SERIES After Noah's death, Izzy Thomson is overcome with grief. She spends a few months with her best friend Katy Johnson to regain her stability, before retreating into isolation, immersing herself in work and rarely l...
