Kin F Kam is an inventor and writer who has severe haemophilia A. Born in Hong Kong in 1967, at age ten he came to the UK with his mother and two brothers to join his father, who had established a successful fish and chip shop in Oldham, Greater Manchester. He went on to academic success at university, obtained a doctorate and followed a career in research before going on to develop and market his inventions. All this he recounts in his autobiography
So far, so impressive. But Kin lived with the challenges of having haemophilia and being an immigrant from a minority ethnic group – a double dose of difference that weighed heavily on a child growing up in the North West of England during the ‘70s and ‘80s. The experience of coping with haemophilia and the associated stigma was so traumatic that he couldn’t bring himself to use the word throughout most of his book, referring to his condition only as ‘H’.
Kin’s accounts of the racism prevalent at the time – which would unwittingly emerge in occasional comments in later years – reveal how society’s self-proclaimed tolerance and fairness did not reach very deep into the national psyche. But he says haemophilia is still harder to deal with:
And he certainly spent much of his childhood denying the full reality of haemophilia. In Hong Kong and the UK, he would do his utmost to spare his mother the truth about injuries from falls, fights and school punishment. This meant he denied himself replacement factor until it was unavoidable. He writes:
But he would suffer spectacularly when, aged 11, a misstep while practising a martial arts move caused a bleed in his hip, already a target joint. He ignored it for several days, all the while going to school and hoping it would get better by itself:
Kin was eventually admitted to hospital, when it was discovered that bleeding had spread into the psoas muscle, compressing his femoral nerve. He remained there for about three months, followed by months of physiotherapy as he relearned how to walk. Muscle wasting also exacerbated problems with his knee, another target joint, and left him with a limp.
Stoicism is a trait the Chinese and British share, Kin says, and in him it built resilience:
But it was still easier to not to acknowledge haemophilia to employers and work colleagues. Kin left his first research post to do a PhD, partly because he had had enough of the routine – but often self-imposed – pressures of employment. He says haemophilia had probably burned him out.
It wasn’t until, in his thirties, he developed persistent problems with his ankles in his next job that he eventually told his boss he had haemophilia. Kin says it came as a big relief, though he was approaching the end of his contract and possibly felt he had little to lose. So what does he imagine other people think about living and working with a person who has haemophilia?
He now says he wishes he had been more open with everyone. Kin’s experiences have persuaded him that it’s essential to treat a bleed immediately and aggressively. Perversely, there was one immeasurable benefit from his reluctance to have treatment: his low exposure to clotting factor during the 1980s meant he did not contract HIV.
He did, however, get hepatitis C and this caused further stigmatisation. Diagnosed in his teens, he did not realise that the fatigue he struggled with during his A-levels was probably caused by the infection, gaining this insight years later only after talking to others in the same situation. Romantic relationships were difficult for many years because he did not want to reveal the diagnosis to potential girlfriends. The virus was eventually cleared by treatment in 2007.
This was a part of Kin’s life, but not all of it. He became a biker and joined a local club – not what many people would call a safe pastime. In truth, enjoying motorcycling is about managing risk and keeping a steady head and a clear mind. It’s a lot safer than non-bikers think and the discipline needed to ride safely had a knock-on effect on Kin’s thinking about his haemophilia. He had been laissez-faire about prophylaxis but, every Saturday morning before the club run, he’d be sure to have an infusion.
Never one to shy away from a challenge, Kin became an inventor and has spent years striving to develop his ideas (he now has five patents for consumer and medical devices to his name). As with others like him, he felt a natural inclination to create solutions to dilemmas he encountered. One came from his dislike of needles and injections:
This led Kin to develop an IV injection aid to try to make infusions easier. The device controls the angle of the needle after the skin is punctured, guiding it into the vein. This is a practical example of how haemophilia has influenced his life, but the impact on his career has been more subtle because at times the bleeding disorder affected his focus and ability to think clearly:
It has also shaped his outlook on life in the most profound way. In his mid-twenties, Kin was experiencing repeated episodes of severe, disabling pain in his right knee that resulted in several admissions to hospital. On one occasion, after days in bed recovering, he gained an insight that, in his words, transformed his life. He was, by nature, sceptical and doubtful of religion and some of the benefits attributed to it, but had lately been listening to the teachings of a guru whose inclusive and good-humoured approach he found appealing. He realised that his years of enduring and thinking about severe pain and disability was a form of deep focused internal devotion. He writes:
Now he knew that neither God nor the supernatural were required for enlightenment: self-realisation was a feeling of heightened awareness that came with full understanding of something profound:
This wasn’t a transient effect – the awareness of elation lasted for months and there has been a permanent change for the better in the impact of his haemophilia:
Kin believes his experience of enlightenment is not unique and that others with haemophilia could also attain it – though he hopes the younger generation won’t have to endure the suffering he did. It has left him with a positive outlook about living with haemophilia. He would welcome a cure, if there ever is one, but he’s grateful for the experiences he’s had and what he’s learned. What, then, would he say to the parents of a newly diagnosed child?