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Emergency Room of Hearts: Diagnosis: Love In the turbulent world of everyday hospital life, fates collide like nowhere else - and sometimes it's not just the patients' hearts that beat faster. The young intern Lena struggles with her own past as she searches for her professional purpose between the hallways of the emergency room. But when the charismatic doctor Marc comes into her life, her heart is put to the test. Between the turmoil of love, unforeseen dramas and humorous moments in the hospital, a story unfolds full of passion, hope and the courage to start anew. Can Lena find the balance between head and heart - or will the diagnosis of love change everything? A captivating mix of romance, humor and clinical drama - for everyone who believes that love is the best medicine.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024
Title:Emergency Room of Hearts:
Diagnosis: Love
Author:Johanna Hagedorn
Biography:
Johanna Hagedorn was born in 1982 in a small town in the Black Forest and grew up surrounded by dense forests and picturesque villages. At an early age she developed a passion for observing and telling everyday stories that surrounded her in her life. After graduating from high school, she trained as a nurse and worked for several years in a large hospital.
During this time, she learned not only about the challenges and joys of everyday medical practice, but also about the unique fates of the people she met. Inspired by these experiences, she began to write stories that show life in all its diversity of love, humor, pain and hope.
The familiar whirring of the automatic doors of the Falkenberg City Clinic sounded like the beginning of a chapter in Lena's new life. She entered with a queasy feeling in her stomach, the smell of disinfectant tickling her nose. The entrance area was as hectic as a beehive -patients in wheelchairs, relatives with questioning looks, and in the middle of it all, nursing staff rushing purposefully back and forth between the wards.
"Bauer? Dr. Lena Bauer?" A woman's loud voice tore Lena from her observation. A nurse in a sky-blue coat approached her, a broad smile on her lips. "I'm Sophie Meier. Welcome to hell! Or as we call it here: the emergency room." Lena laughed nervously. "Thanks, I'm ready. I think so."
"Believing is good, knowing is better," Sophie said with a wink and motioned for Lena to follow her. "I'll show you the shop. Oh, and you're late. Senior Physician Dr. Winter isn't exactly known for liking latecomers."
"I had... a small traffic jam on the B3," Lena lied half-heartedly. The truth was that she had been sitting in the car for a quarter of an hour trying toto calm their nerves.
"No problem," said Sophie and grinned. "You'll soon see that no one can stay mad for long here." So, this is the reception. You better get on good terms with Anke over there, she's the ruler of all patient files." Sophie pointed to a woman in her mid-fifties who was hammering away at a keyboard with practiced fingers. "And here," Sophie turned to the left side of the corridor, "are the treatment rooms. You'll get to know most of them sooner than you think."
Lena nodded and tried to memorize everything. The hallway seemed endless. Behind every door there was a new mystery, a patient with their own story. Just as she was about to ask another question, a loud "Code Blue, Room 4!" suddenly rang out from the loudspeakers. Sophie rolled her eyes. "Welcome to reality. Come with me, I'll show you how we deal with emergencies like this."
In Room 4, chaos reigns. A patient – about fifty years old – lay unconscious in a tragedy, surrounded by a team working frantically. In the midst of the turmoil stands a man with sharp features and a determined posture. He wore a whitesmock, the hem of which was perfectly ironed, and his gaze was so intense that Lena almost shrank back.
"Dr. Winter," Sophie whispered. "The head of the emergency room. Be polite, but be prepared for him to tear you apart if you screw up."
"Adrenaline, 1 milligram! And where's the damn ultrasound?" Dr. Winter shouted without looking up. His voice was calm, but it had an authority that dominated the room.
Lena was surprised at how her heart was racing, but before she could take a single step, he turned his gaze to her. "You there - who are you?" he asked, without even a trace of patience in his voice.
"Dr. Lena Bauer. "New here," she said. "Good, Dr. Bauer," he said curtly. "Then come here and help them. Take over the ventilation before we lose this patient."
Without being too familiar, Lena stepped forward. Her hands were shaking, but she forced herself to concentrate. It was as if she had her training back in front of her – every instruction, every exercise. She reached for the resuscitation bag and began to apply even pressure. The man was breathing shallowly, buthe breathed. "Not bad," murmured Dr. Winter as the first signs of stabilization became visible. "Perhaps you are not a complete disaster after all." “Thank you?” Lena said uncertainly, making Sophie, who was standing at the edge, giggle. When the patient was finally stabilized and taken to the operating room, Lena leaned against the wall and took a deep breath. Her hands were sweaty and she felt her adrenaline slowly fading.
"Good start," said Sophie, patting her on the shoulder. "Dr. Winter didn't kick you out right away, which is more than most people can manage on the first day."
“I’m still alive,” Lena murmured as she wiped her forehead with shaking hands.
At that moment, Marc Winter came out of the room. He looked at Lena briefly, then nodded. "Not bad, Dr. Bauer. But you have to be quicker. And less dissatisfied. Sometimes seconds count." Before Lena could answer, he had already disappeared again. Sophie watched her and grinned. "Don't worry. "He likes hardseem, but he is the best we have here."
Lena nodded. "I'll have to get used to it." It's just... everything is new."
"Don't worry," said Sophie. "By the end of your first week, you'll feel like you've never done anything else. Now come on, you have to bribe Anke to get the good night shifts." As the two walked down the hallway, Lena felt her initial nervousness slowly fade. This was the beginning of a chapter in her life - full of challenges, chaos and maybe, just maybe, a little more.
"Oh no," Sophie said, rolling her eyes. "It's going to be one of those nights again." She pulled Lena along with her as she walked down the hall. "You're coming with me, rookie. Time to experience the chaos up close." Several doctors and nurses were already gathered in front of the emergency room entrance. Marc Winter is the center of attention, his gaze sharp and focused. He gestured to the teams. "We have four patients reported. Dr. Steinmann will take care of the seriously injured driver. Krüger, take care of the passenger. Dr. Bauer—" He turned to Lena and looked at her briefly. "You take the boy." He seems stable, but we have to look out for internal injuries. Clear?" “Yes, of course,” said Lena, although her voice had aHer heart was beating so loudly that for a moment she thought everyone must be able to hear it.
"Good," Marc said briefly and turned back to the team. "Let's not waste any time. We'll meet later for a briefing."
The first ambulance screeched to a halt, followed by two more. Lena was immediately led to a ten-year-old boy who was lying on the scene of the tragedy, pale and wide-eyed. A paramedic spoke to him in a reassuring manner. "This is Tim," she said to Lena. "He is awake and responsive, but has pain in his stomach area." We have immobilized him, but be careful - this could indicate a ruptured spleen."
Lena nodded and forced herself to calm down. "Hello, Tim," she said, leaning forward slightly to be at eye level with the boy. "I'm Dr. Bauer, and I'll take care of you now, okay?" Tim nodded hesitantly, his lower lip trembling. "Does it hurt a lot?" he asked in a thinner voice. “We’ll find out soon, but I promise you that we’ll do everything we can to make you feel better soon,” Lena said, squeezing his hand lightly. “We’re a good team here, andI will be with you all the time."
Sophie had now come to her side and was preparing the transport bed. "You're doing well," she whispered before adding loudly: "Okay, let's go. The examination room is free." As they carefully pushed Tim down the hall, Lena's gaze fell on Marc, who was examining the badly injured driver. His face was a mask of concentration as he gave precise instructions. Although she barely knew him, she sensed a strange mixture of respect and nervousness. "Don't get distracted, Bauer," Sophie murmured with a slight grin. "Dr. Winter may be a looker, but you have a patient right now." Lena blushed and turned her attention back to Tim. In the examination room, she began to systematically carry out all the tests. "Tim, I'm going to carefully feel your stomach now. It might hurt a little, but tell me immediately if it hurts, okay?"
"Okay," the boy whispered. When she lightly touched his stomach, he shrank and whimpered. "That hurts."
“I see it,” Lena said reassuringly. YourThoughts raced. The symptoms actually pointed to a spleen injury. "Sophie, we need an ultrasound. As soon as possible."
“I’m already doing it,” Sophie replied as she brought the device closer.
Lena slowly moved the transducer over Tim's abdomen, her eyes fixed on the monitor. She bit her lower lip as she spotted a collection of fluid near the spleen. "Free fluid in the abdomen," she murmured. "We have to get him into the OR immediately."
"I'll call," Sophie said, picking up the phone. "Winter will give you hell if this doesn't go perfectly." But hey, no pressure." Tim started to cry and Lena knelt down next to him. "Hey, Tim," she said gently. "I know this is all very scary, but you're in the best hands here." We're going to take you to the operating room now and you'll feel much better after that, okay?" “Will you stay with me?” he asked with wide eyes. "Of course," said Lena. "I won't leave you alone for a second."
When Sophie had prepared the operation,Marc suddenly appeared in the doorway. His gaze fell on the monitor, under which he nodded. "Good work, Bauer. But now the surgeons come into play."
“I’m coming with you,” Lena said firmly. Marc looked at her briefly, then shrugged. "Okay. But stay in the background and watch." As they accompanied Tim into the operating room, Lena was surprised by a mixture of fear and pride. She had made her first major diagnosis- and it seemed as if Marc had taken her seriously, at least for a moment. The first day was not over yet, but Lena already knew: Here she would grow, fail and perhaps learn something about herself.
It was almost midnight and the emergency room at Falkenberg City Hospital was still in full swing. The last few hours had been a whirlwind of injuries, complaints and emergencies. Lena was exhausted but satisfied. She had treated more patients than she had expected and still managed quite well.
Sophie walked over to her desk and glanced at Lena. "You look like you could use a drink," she said with a mischievous grin. "And don't worry, it won't get better now. In an hour, things will be even more chaotic here."
"I think I'll have a drink," Lena replied, running her hand over her face. "I thought I could plan this better, but things always turn out differently." It's... intense."
Sophie laughed quietly. "Yes, this is normal madness. Welcome to the emergency room." They looked around and noticed how the shifts of the colleagues had slowly reached their own limits. "Have you spoken to Dr. Winter yet? I have the feeling he has been watching you. But don't worry, he doesn't bite,at least not immediately." Lena grimaced. "He's... intense, isn't he?"
"Intensive care? That's the nice version. The guy is a walking EKG, always on alert." Sophie sat down on one of the chairs and leaned back. "But he's also a damn good doctor. I guess that's what makes him so unapproachable. If you want to make it, you have to prove to him that you've got what it takes. And he's not a fan of half measures."
“Half measures?” asked Lena. “I did my best today.”
"He knows that," Sophie said with a smile. "But he's a perfectionist. Nothing less than 100 percent is enough."
"Good to know," Lena muttered, looking at the clock. "I should prepare for the next shift." Who knows what else will happen."
"Someone is optimistic," Sophie joked, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Take care of yourself, OK?"
"Thank you," Lena said, standing up. "I hope I don't make a big mistake." But I'll do my best." Just as Lena was preparing for the next roundAs I was getting ready, the door opened and another nurse came in with a frantic expression. "Dr. Bauer, we have a 45-year-old patient with severe chest pain, possible heart attack. We need you immediately."
"Understood," Lena said and immediately followed the nurse out of the room. Her mind raced as she approached the next emergency. It was hard to imagine how quickly the situation could change - and how little time there was to react properly.
The room where she was led was already flooded with a team of doctors and nurses. The patient was lying on the bed, her eyes wide open, holding her chest with both hands. Her breathing was shallow and her skin had a bluish tinge. Lena immediately recognized the signs of a severe myocardial infarction.
“What do we have?” she asked as she entered the room.
"46 years old, no known previous illnesses, but severe chest pain radiating to the left arm," explained the doctor who checked the ECG. "The values are rising."
“Okay, give 300 milligrams of aspirin and prepare the patient forEmergency catheterization," said Lena, who quickly familiarized herself with the situation. "Sophie, get the infusion, please." Sophie, who always worked in the background as a nurse, was there immediately. "I have everything, Dr. Bauer."
Lena knelt down next to the patient's bed and placed a reassuring hand on her arm. "Everything will be fine. We will make sure that you get the help you need quickly."
“Please don’t let me die,” the patient whispered, her voice quickly choked by the pain. "You're in good hands," Lena said as she continued checking the vital signs. Everything went like clockwork in her head: the dosage, the medication, the necessary steps. In that moment, everything was clear, no room for doubt or fear. After what felt like an eternity - and a hectic process in which every movement seemed like a dance in the midst of chaos - the patient was stabilized and on her way to the catheter room. Lena collapsed into a chair with relief. Her legs felt heavy, but she was proud of her quick reaction.
“Not bad, Dr. Bauer,” she suddenly heardMarc Winter's voice behind her. Lena turned around in surprise and saw him watching her from the door of the treatment room.
"Thank you," she said as she stood up and walked over to him. "It was all so fast, but... we did it."
"You did it," Marc confirmed with a brief nod. "Quickly and without panicking. That's what we need here. But that was only the beginning. If you want to stay here, you have to be much more careful."
Lena nodded. "I understand. And I will give it my all."
"I expect so," Marc said, then turned toward the door. "The night is still young. Prepare for it to get even more chaotic. But... good work today." Lena couldn't help but smile. Marc Winter, who always seemed so cool, had actually complimented her. And even though it was only a brief remark, she felt a wave of pride rise up inside her.
Sophie, who had been standing by her side the whole time, now came to her and winked at her. "See? The man is not a monster. Just a tough dog, who sometimes alsolittle bit of recognition left.” "Well, maybe," Lena said, shaking her head. "But I have the feeling that he won't show it that easily."
"That's just how he is," Sophie said with a grin. "But don't worry. You'll get through it. I bet he's got you on his radar now."
Lena took a deep breath. It was her first day and she already knew that she would not have a quiet time in this clinic. But despite the constant challenges, she felt a growing sense of belonging. She wanted to stay here. And she would do anything to find her place.