In prophetic style, I closed my posting from Santiago, Chile with, “I can’t wait to see what happens next.” Well I certainly got a big surprise on Sunday afternoon, February 12th, in Buenos Aires.
After eating a fabulous meal of Argentinean BBQ, I headed back to my hotel on foot and my heart started fibrillating. Fortunately for me, it was A-Fib not V-Fib. If it had been V-Fib—an actual heart attack—I would have died right there. And without the help of my new, best friend Guillermo Melantoni, I doubt things would have ended so well.
After dealing with policemen who didn’t want to help us for fear of having to take responsibility, an ambulance finally showed up and rushed Guillermo and I off to a public hospital (see photo). The first thing I’ll say about this hospital is that the staff were some of the kindest people I have ever met. Sadly they work under very sparse and primitive conditions.
After being diagnosed with A-fib and realizing it was not that serious, they put me on IV meds and left me alone to wait for my heart to convert back to a normal rhythm. Ten hours later I was still fibrillating and I had seen just about everything in this place. On my right, a bloodstained EKG machine monitored my racing heart. On my left was a plywood partition (circa 1880), also covered with old bloodstains. Across the room was an enormous woman, about 65-70 years old, naked, unconscious, and obviously in really bad shape. They resuscitated her twice during my stay. A few hours later, they brought in an 18-year-old boy covered in blood and tattoos. From what I could understand, he had been shot. He died about thirty minutes after he arrived. The poor guy lay there across from me for about two hours before they took him away. Looking up, I noticed my IV bag –and everyone else’s - hung from a piece of old, bent wire that ran the length of the room. Crude, but efficient.
I never saw people work so hard and genuinely care so much as I did that night. In college, I drove an ambulance and I worked in a hospital for a year, so I have some experience in these matters. I asked everyone’s name, from the doctors to the janitor and told them all, muchisimas gracias. Yolanda, Elena, Mabel, Maria, Raul, Walter, Daniel, Ariel, Diego, Alicia, and Rolando, you are the very best!
Around midnight, due to frantic efforts by Guillermo, I was transferred to a private hospital that specialized in cardiac cases. This place was a palace. State of the art equipment everywhere and great people dedicated to their work and their patients. I was treated with more IV drugs and sent up to a room where I met my roommate, Johan. Johan was about 80, bow-legged, very nice, full of energy and a former Nazi. He did not admit this to me but I could tell from his tattoos that he had been a party member.
After a sleepless night, I converted back to a normal rhythm around 11am the following morning. Lucky for me I did. They had explained to me that if I did not convert by noon they were going to shock me with a defibrillator. Not a pleasant thing to contemplate, I assure you!
Two hours after converting, the doctors discharged me with a clean bill of health. Armed with a box of pills, I have been cleared to return to work with no restrictions.
I am convinced that Guillermo suffered far more than I did through this ordeal. He struggled with lazy policeman, insurance companies, ambulance companies, two hospitals, my credit cards, and passport for payment and identification…and of course, translation. Worst of all, he had to sit in the waiting room for hours and hours. He saw some horrible things, I can assure you. My friend, I am more grateful than I can ever express.
While all this was going on, we (Autodesk) had our World Press Day where the 2008 products were announced. Sorry—I can’t tell you more than what is in the press release That I posted on Feb 12. I can tell you that 2008 will be a really good release of Civil 3D. The early returns from some of my beta-test friends (both fellow employees and non-Autodesk-ers) look very positive indeed.
Finally, let me close this post by making this absolutely clear: I CAN wait to see what happens next!