Monday, 3 October 2011

Some photos!

Stitching a finger back together in theatre
Learning to scan - we start 'em young at KMH!
Christopher just checking her findings
Dr Phil with little Willie (omphalacoele) who has now gone home
Josiah helping to look after Christine on Fisher Ward
Sofa time!
Bath time
Helping to make cupcakes - what could be more perfect?
Hanging out
I nearly lost her on her play mat she was so colour co-ordinated!
Special times

Sunday, 2 October 2011

TIA: This Is Africa

It is with a heavy heart that I write this month’s blog. As of last week, I have been banned from working at the hospital as a nurse / midwife.


The General Nursing Council of Zambia allow foreign-trained nurses to register temporarily for 6 months. In order to renew your registration, you must sit an exam. In June, 3 of us from Kalene travelled to Lusaka for the exam. It was difficult to prepare as we really had no idea what we might be examined in. The paper was rather random to say the least. Questions included ‘what is the name of the bed you make up for an amputee?’* The exam contained multiple choice, short answer and essay questions. I managed to write quite a bit (or so I thought) about the indications for and management of patients with a tracheostomy, while wandering how many hospitals in Zambia have the facilities to care for such patients. I also answered questions about neonatal tetanus and the causes, management and complications of patients with acute renal failure. There were no questions on what one might expect to see on a paper for foreign trained nurses working in rural Africa – topics such as malaria, HIV, TB and malnutrition were not included, which was a shame, as these were the subjects I had spent a lot of time revising. The 3 of us all failed the exam, along with about 90% of the others who sat. The cost of travelling to Lusaka and the exam fees totalled over $1000.

We are hoping that when the provincial medical officer visits next week, he will allow me to continue to work. If he does agree, this will entail another trip to Lusaka to re-register and the re-sit is in November. In the meantime, Fisher Ward is being run by unqualified, unregistered staff. Although I feel that the standard of care has improved recently, attention to detail and use of initiative are still lacking and I know patient care will suffer as a result.

It is difficult not to feel insulted, frustrated, demoralised and bemused. It is easy to be cynical and to see this as a money spinner for the GNC. Systems and processes here seem to be designed to cause the most inconvenience for those who have come to help – 9 years nursing experience, nursing and midwifery UK registration, 2 British university degrees and a diploma in tropical nursing is not evidence enough of qualification or competence for the GNC. We realised that we first made contact with Kalene in 2007. Since qualifying in 2002, most of my decisions regarding jobs and training have been based around my desire to work in the developing world. This kind of bureaucracy in Africa is surely fuelling the cycle of inefficiency, corruption and dependence. This is precisely why so much help is required.

Christine
I have so far been kept busy, despite my loss of role. It has been nice to devote all my time to Christine. She has been an absolute delight and we have felt so privileged to have had her over the past 3 months. Her mother Maria, died at the beginning of September and her grandmother returned to Angola for 3 weeks while Christine remained here. It was quite a challenge to look after her and Fisher Ward! At times, I would just strap her on me and go off on the ward round, much to the amusement of the patients! He grandmother returned last week and she has been coming over to our house so I can show her how to bath her, care for her bad ear, change her and give her her bottle. She is now nearly 3 months old, 4.1kg (she was 1.4kg when arrived!) and smiling lots. We have had some fun times – we even found the most miniature swimming costume for her! We were sad to say goodbye yesterday as she and her granny left for their new home at Hillwood. Still, it is good to know they have each other and that they will be supported there.

I am trusting God to show me how I can serve Him here at Kalene in other ways. There is plenty to do – I just need to try and get over the frustration of being unable to use what I would perceive to be my most useful skills! I have been helping with the pharmacy stock take. I have also used the opportunity to spring clean Bamboo Cottage, which has been timely as my in-laws arrive in two days time ekkkk! Thankfully, I know my identity is secure in God and not in my job and I know He doesn’t ever make mistakes.

Hydro
We’ve had 4 days without power or hot water here which has proved a bit of a challenge! We take it so much for granted! I joked with Mama Kafweku that we’d be coming to her house every night for nshima as we weren’t accustomed to cooking without power! We were lent a camping stove thankfully so we could heat water for Christine’s bottles and baths and make some basic meals. We had to be very organised and ensure we boiled enough water for drinking each night.

A difficult day
A few weeks ago, the maternity ward rang to ask if a 2 week old baby with measles could be isolated in my side room. They brought her down to the ward. I took one look at her and thought she looked dreadful. I went about trying to sort her out, getting IV antibiotics and fluid into her and helping the mother to express milk. I went home at lunch with a screaming Christine to find someone trying to sell me potatoes (usually VERY exciting as they are rare) and that Andrew, our worker had eaten all of the meal I had prepared for us (knowing I was on call and C was in theatre all day!) and the phone was ringing - it was the ward asking me to come back and see someone with a possible bowel obstruction! I went back but before I got to the bowel obstruction, I checked the baby and she looked worse (and I was wishing I'd paid more attention on my SCBU placement) so I decided she needed a nasogatric tube. Thankfully, Kirsty, our paediatric nurse was there to help me. She was just commenting that the baby was very tachypnoeic (breathing fast). I looked at the baby and said, 'Or...apnoeic' - she'd stopped breathing. So we started trying to resuscitate her – we were in the worse place as we had no suction / equipment so we moved her to maternity but after half an hour, there were no signs of response so we stopped. I hate the injustice of situations like this - knowing that a baby would never die from measles or its complications at home. It is a comfort to read God’s promise for the new heaven and new earth: ‘The sound of weeping and of crying will be heard no more. Never again will there be in it an infant who lives but a few days…my chosen ones…will not bear children doomed to misfortune: for they will be a people blessed by the Lord, they and their descendants with them.’ (Isaiah 65:19, 20, 22, 23).

Doctors
The biggest change to Chris’ working life has been the addition of two more doctors. Tess and Phil are a couple from Sheffield, UK. Phil is an anaesthetic registrar and Tess an Obs and Gynae registrar. We have divided the work load so that each doctor nominally looks after one ward each; Tess – Maternity, Chris – Female ward, John – Male ward and Phil – Children’s Ward. The on-call burden has gone from one in two to one in four allowing for much more sleep! The surgical work load has also been divided and having a ‘proper’ anaesthetist around has made operating days less tiring. This is a rough tally of the operating for September to give an idea of the ‘average’ surgery going on here:

Caesarean section 16
Thyroidectomy 4
Tubal ligation 23
Paediatric hernia 4
Adult hernia 4
Skin graft 7
Laparotomy and appendicectomy 1 (very unusual here)
Abdominal-peroneal resection of rectal cancer 1
Hydrocoele 2
Internal fixation fracture humerus 1
Varicose veins 1 (very rare –first at kalene for years!)
Cervical Schroeder suture 1
Omphalocoele repair 1
Hysterectomy 1
Amputation toes 4
Colonoscopy 1
OGD 11
Revision orchidopexy 1
MUA 4
Wound or burn debridement 11
Lateral internal anal sphincterotomy 1 (anal fissure is very rare here, but no medical therapy available)
Abscess 4
Lymph node excision biopsy 5
Lumps and bumps 8
D&C 2
Urethral dilatation 4
Banding of piles 2 (again very rare here)
Cystoscopy 2

Also at the end of August we did a nephrectomy for a kidney tumour

Another interesting case was Clivious, a 6 year old boy who presented with an eye ‘infection.’ Within a matter of days, his whole eye globe was protruding massively. We made a clinical diagnosis of Burkitt’s lymphoma and started a fairly prolonged course of intravenous and intra-thecal chemotherapy and all be it early days, he seems to be cured, despite a couple of hiccups with neutropaenic sepsis and parents threatening to remove their child because we weren’t operating on his eye ‘abscess!’

Celebrations
It’s great to be able to have times of celebration out here in the bush. We celebrated 4 years of marriage and 33 years of Christopher’s life! We had a Mexican themed night (well, to an extent! Basically, this just meant that I made some fahitas!) It was also lovely to have our first visitor from home as well. John Perkins from Newtown, made a special effort to come and see. It was a difficult time for travel due to the fact that election fever had seized the nation! He made it here and he was able to experience Kalene life firsthand and we were encouraged to see a friend from home.

On Tuesday, we will welcome Christopher’s mum and dad to Kalene, so I hope the house is up to scratch by then!! We are looking forward to spending time with them and showing them what we have been involved with here so far.

With our love, Emma and Christopher x



* In case you are wandering, it’s called a divided bed. I was indeed grateful that my students were able to introduce me to the different types of bed that can be prepared for patients, as this was clearly a gap in my nursing education!

Wednesday, 31 August 2011

Snakes and scorpions!


You might not expect to witness the changing of the seasons in sub-saharan Africa but we can feel a real difference in the climate now. The roads have turned to sand; we are about to do away with our duvet; we can no longer get any milk or dairy products from the farm and I can work up a nice sweat in the time it takes me to walk home from the hospital for lunch.




We have had a few visitations from some of the local wildlife over the past month! When we arrived here, someone kindly pointed out that the area is famous for its ‘insects for the visually impaired,’ several of which we have now spotted first hand.



I was privileged to be invited to the local ‘girl’s camp.’ About a hundred girls aged 14-18 (though there were a couple of couldn’t have been more than 8!) turned up for a week in the bush. Several ‘shelters’ had been made for us, made of grass, with no roof. I was a bit anxious about the massive range of disease-carrying creepy crawlies I might encounter but I got through the night without incident and actually slept remarkably well. Next day, the girls finished playing games and headed back to camp when someone shouted, ‘KAPELA!’ (Lunda for snake) I looked up and saw a long, black snake high up in the trees. The girls all started throwing rocks and sticks at it as it came sliding down and found it’s way into a hollow in a tree. Someone stuck some lit twigs into the hole in an effort to smoke it out. But Mamma Kefweku, our cook for the week, decided that she was going to chop this tree down! So, single-handedly, this little 50 year old lady felled the tree! It was very impressive, given that I could hardly lift the axe, let alone chip out any of the trunk! The tree was down but the snake could not be found, so she started to enlarge the hole and suddenly, it appeared. Mamma killed it dead, to the delight of all the girls, me included! I think Zambia is actually run by its women, even though the direct opposite may at first glance appear to be true.



A few nights later, another near catastrophe occurred when several of the shelters caught fire. No one was hurt, though a few of the girls lost their personal items. Christopher and I visited the following night to talk to the girls about relationships. A tree was still smouldering and throwing out sparks and ash, threatening to start another fire. Christopher climbed the tree and we handed up bottles of water on a stick and he was able to put it out – what a hero! You can just imagine the scene, the only male, up a tree, surrounded by 100 girls! One girl told me, ‘Your husband, he is very handsome!’ ‘Yes,’ I replied, ‘That’s why I married him!’ It was great to have the opportunity to talk to them about relationships and they asked some good questions. Young people face the same temptations and pressures the world over. We have been invited to speak to the student nurses this week on the same theme.



One morning when I was getting ready for work, I glanced in the mirror and noticed something on the lapel of my uniform. It was a HUGE scorpion! I have never undressed so quickly! Once again, my husband came to the rescue, this time with his snake stick. We have seen some very small ones in the house but this was a beast – though I’m not sure size influences severity of sting but I’m not too interested in finding out!





News from the hospital

Reading back over last month’s blog is a bit sad as most of the patients we told you about then have died. Jedian, the baby with the intersusseption, died a few days after her operation, as did the baby with the omphalocele. This is the harsh reality of life here.



Little Katengo (age 5) also died last week. I was very relieved that her suffering had come to an end. Trying to provide palliative care in this setting is extremely difficult. We have no opiates and jabbing her with pethidine injections (of which we have a very limited supply) was far from ideal. We did manage to find some tramadol droplets from Germany, expiry 2003, but they seemed to do a good job over her last few days with us. I was able to attend her funeral. She was buried in a simple box made out of scrap wood in the forest near the hospital. Her parents have returned to their home in the Congo after many months of caring for their daughter at Kalene.



Baby Christine is still with us. Her mother’s condition remains unchanged. However, Christine has been having problems with her left ear. At first, we noticed a purulent smell coming from the ear. Christopher had a look and all he could see was pus. She continued to feed well and didn’t seem to have any pain and she didn’t have fevers. We gave her drops and oral antibiotics for a week with no improvement. Christopher decided to take her to theatre to have a good look under sedation. A ‘good look’ wasn’t possible due to the lack of appropriate speculums but he could visualise something fleshy and took a biopsy of it. We don’t know what it could be and will have to wait 6 weeks for the histology report from Glasgow. I am very worried that it may be something untreatable in this setting. We were also very sad to discover that Christine is HIV positive, like her mother. What a way to start life. This is the case for many babies of HIV positive mothers but we know and love this little one. I read a statistic that 30% of babies born to HIV positive mothers do not survive the first year of life. We don’t know what will happen to her yet – she may still go to Hillwood orphanage – but in the meantime, we just will just give her lots of love.



We’ve of course had more middle-of-the-night-capers. I was called in to see a man who’d had his perforated ulcer repaired earlier that day. The information you receive is usually fairly limited but I have learnt that the words ‘gasping’ and ‘collapsed’ imply that the patient is far from perky. On arrival, I found him with an obstructed airway and oxygen saturations of 60% and one of the qualified staff trying to ‘manage’ his airway with 2 tongue depressors. I started asking for an oral airway and a bag and mask and was brought a neonatal ambibag to try and resuscitate the 80kg man! At home, even though you might feel slightly panicked in similar situations, there are always people around who know what to do and you work together as a team but here, no one has a clue what to do and when you arrive, they decide to then take their leave!! So I called upon the oncall doctor to assist me and we were able to work as a team with a good result. The training needs are huge but most days, we feel like we are fire fighting and don’t have the time, energy or inspiration to teach these basic skills. We are delighted that Tess and Phil have now arrived. It is great to have more hands on deck and we are hoping that there will now be more time for training now that they are here. We hope there will also be time for baking, board games and general fun!



We are looking forward to a visit from John Perkins from Newtown mid September and Christopher’s parents arrive at the beginning of October.



With our love,



Emma and Christopher x



This guy had a bad leg!
Ouch
Christopher and Conor reducing the fracture
That's better
An excellent example of health and safety at Kalene
This is Joshua's spleen (age 6). This chap has sickle cell anaemia and was having nose bleeds requiring multiple transfusions. So whipped out his rather enormous spleen. He has gone home.
This man had a plate fitted in Congo in 1988 apparently! As you can see, it is rather manky. It was removed and the wound debrided. It will take some months to heal.
Paul, who we've mentioned before, is doing very well.
This was the chap who, at 5 days old, had not pooed (high anal atresia).
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Stoma brought out. He is doing well.
Jedian, 7 months, with intersusseption
Decompressing Jedian's bowel. Sadly, she died a few days later.
Becs and Mamisa at girl's camp. This was our sleeping hut.
On the snake hunt: mamma Kefweku chopping down the tree!
One dead snake
Baby Christine looking adorable.
With some of the second year student nurses on Fisher
Time for a cuddle with Uncle Christopher - she is getting quite fat!

Friday, 29 July 2011

PS Katengo!

I can’t believe I forgot to tell you about Katengo. Many of you have asked about this little girl. She was admitted in May with a facial tumour (Burkitt’s lymphoema). We were shocked when we returned from the UK at the end of June – the tumour was huge. At one point, when the dressings were being changed, blood started pouring from the wound where the tumour has fungated through her skin (about where her nose should be). She has since received a modified course of chemotherapy (administered by oncologist and cancer nurse specialist?!) and had the final dose of this regimen last Friday. However, she has surprised us all and after further doses of chemo throughout July, the tumour has shrunk right back. Her fevers have been down and she has been eating very well until about 2 days ago. She likes playing with her doll and she also cuddles a little toy elephant. She still has a long way to go still. She remains neutrapaenic, anaemic and has been vomiting for the past 2 days.  We will review whether she should receive a further course of chemo. If she continues to improve, I’m told her face can be grafted and the appearance will be ‘acceptable.’ Her parents have shown amazing love and care for this their youngest child, the only girl in the family, despite the enormous stress and strain this has been for them. The rest of their family remain at home in Congo. Their example reminds of the unconditional love God has for us. Their faith is a great encouragement to us all.

Thursday, 28 July 2011

African Working Time Directive!

We arrived back in Kalene at the end of June to a very different place. The burning season was in full swing, creating a sort of apocalyptic atmosphere, the sky full of smoke, ash constantly raining down but also creating the most beautiful sunsets. The Lunda like to burn EVERYTHING! Chris reckons this is just the place for young pyromaniacs – free reign to burn anything in sight!




The mornings throughout July have been quite chilly and through the night, a forceful wind rips through the bamboo outside our cottage. By midday, it is scorchio again. I took to having a morning outfit and an afternoon outfit!



Although the hospital has seemed quieter in terms of number of inpatients, the workload has remained heavy. With just two doctors now (Chris and John), it is hard graft. Late nights and early mornings are beginning to take their toll. We are very much looking forward to the arrival of Phil (anaesthetics) and Tess (O&G) at the end of August.



As ever there have been plenty of intriguing and challenging cases. There seems to have been a higher than average proportion if patients with difficult AIDS related problems. Its relationship with TB and other opportunistic infections, coupled with the intricacies of the medical management, seems to get trickier the more you become aware of them.



There has been a definite paediatric feel to the surgical scene this month. Apart from the routine children’s surgery of herniae, hydrocele, orchidopexy and burns, there have been a few notable challenges. A seventh month old girl was ‘transferred’ from the nearest government hospital after a few days of unsuccessful ‘treatment.’ She had a bowel obstruction. As ever, the situation was complicated by traditional medicine which she’d received when she first had a little diarrhoea. Although you’ll never know exactly what has been administered, there are certainly some agents that will cause a profound paralytic ileus, in which cases an operation is the last thing they would need. After some tricky resuscitation (an intra-oseus needle infusion, then femoral line, then blood transfusion) we operated. We found an advanced small bowel obstruction caused by an ileocaecal intersusseption. Jedian is slowly recovering.



Charles is a little younger. He again came from the same government institution aged just five days old. He’d been born at home in the village but after not passing any stool for a few days his family took him to hospital. He had a high anal atresia (no bottom hole). We operated on this chap by making an end colostomy and mucous fistula. We’re not quite sure how we’ll deal with things definitively but we’ll cross that bridge…



Just when we thought we’d exhausted our neonatal anaesthetic (let alone surgical) ‘skills’, a baby not yet twelve hours old was brought in from the village (they’re all told to deliver at a rural health clinic, if not the hospital, but do they listen?!) This wee thing had been born with all her internal abdominal organs ‘hanging’ on the outside (a massive ruptured omphalocele). Again after a challenging resuscitation (not least aided by the fortuous arrival of our paediatric ITU nurse, Kirsty) we operated to put things back where they belong. At initial operation (last night) we haven’t repaired things as such – if the whole abdominal content is returned en masse, the heart, lungs and diaphragm won’t cope with the sudden increase in pressure. So we are managing her open abdomen (an IV fluid bag ‘patch’) and in the days to come we aim to close things definitively. She will still be left with a massive incisional hernia but again we’ll cross that bridge etc etc. The family haven’t named this baby girl. They often don’t give a name if they believe the child might not live.





Quote of the month:

‘Now I’ve seen this operation done before…… once……. on YouTube.’ (Dr. John)



Making do

One night, Christopher and I were attending to a young footballer who had suffered a horrible fractured femur just above the knee. In fact, his leg was so deformed we thought he had dislocated his knee. We don’t have use of x-ray at night (or during the day as it happens – we’ve run out of film developer) but we do have an image intensifier, which is a very useful bit of kit. I am not squeamish but I really did feel rather ill as we tried to yank on his poor leg to reduce the fracture. Thankfully, we had help from a varsity wrestler, medical student Conor Murphy! As is often the way here, you can never find what you need and if you can possibly locate it, it will usually be broken! So, at midnight, I was hunting round the hospital for traction equipment but there was none to be found. So I improvised – with a sharps bin filled with Bibles, which did the job very well - the healing power of the Word of God!



Under this heading, Christopher is very happy to report that he has found improvised and emergent medical uses for his duck tape, parachute cord and his knife. He is proud of this fact as he had a bet on with his wife that no use would be found for para cord during our time here. However, she does not feel that FIFTY METRES of the stuff was justified when she could have used the weight allowance for other essential items such as more pretty dresses etc!



Students

The wards became scenes of utter chaos while the students had their practical exams. This process was enough to try the patience of a saint! They were suddenly no longer interested in looking after patients, only in practising procedures, namely bed making and hair care. I wouldn’t have minded this but they were actually found to be terrorising the odd patient and I had to remove one who was making a poor lady cry! They brought pot plants in (‘for decoration’), covered the pots of precious A4 paper, using even more precious ‘strapping’ (AKA surgical tape, which is in very short supply here) and the most bizarre thing was the use of a very interesting technique that I have never seen before. They managed to obtain large bunches of leaves which they scrubbed the concrete floors of the wards with, in order to give them a green tinge. This, I was told, was appreciated by their examiners and for which they would be awarded extra marks. This was going on all around me as I was trying to look after a critically ill patient – it was a fairly surreal experience!



The critical patient was Maria. She presented two weeks after she gave birth to little Christine. When I say little, she weighed in at 1.4kg! Maria was septic and very anaemic. She had retained products of conception and when she went for evacuation, she was found to have been given village medicine per vagina. Patients / relatives are fined if they are found to have been using local treatments as they often cause a lot of harm. However, in the days that followed, she did not improve and was becoming less and less responsive. She was found to be HIV positive which raised our suspicions of TB meningitis or cryptococcal meningitis (a fungal infection). There two conditions are managed quite differently and it is important to try and get the diagnosis correct. Unfortunately, we are unable to do the specific test required here at Kalene, which is a source of much frustration. She had a lumbar puncture, which though not conclusive, did give us some information and Maria was commenced on treatment for TB meningitis. Her prognosis looks poor as she has failed to respond to treatment thus far. Christine is now doing extremely well and is now nearly the grand weight of 2 kilos! She loves coming home for a bath every couple of days. We are making plans with her family for her to go to Hillwood – do pray that a member of her family can go there to care for her as the orphanage are short staffed and do not have a mama to care for her at present.



There are some lighter moments at KMH. A couple who had been unable to conceive came to see us. This is a serious problem in a culture that measures your value by your childbearing ability. Dr John felt we should check the quality of the husband’s sperm. This obviously made sense. The man came to Fisher Ward with his request. I was about to send him off the laboratory as I felt the chaps there were possibly better placed to deal with this. However, one of our older members of staff had spoken to the man before me. On her return to the office, she explained why he had come but that she had never taken a sperm sample before and wandered if I could show her how to do it!!! Bless her – she was so sincere and sweet. A week later, Edwin, one of our lab technicians, came to me and said, ‘Sister, I have just found this sample [holding up a pot] but I am unable to analyse it now,’ to which I replied that no, it was a bit on the old side. So I found the man and sent him back to the lab. A few days later, Mwape, another technician found me and told me that he had just found a sample that he could no longer analyse. It was getting rather ridiculous. I said that I felt the lab techs were made fully aware and indeed, the samples were produced in the lab (a feat in itself given the condition and atmosphere of our lab!) and if they were not available to analyse the sample at the time, they should have asked him to return later on. Third time lucky and I am happy to report that the man’s swimmers were in fine form! His wife underwent tuboplasty (for blocked fallopian tubes), so we are hoping they will now be able to conceive. Kalene Fertility Clinic is always happy to help!



Thank you, as always, for all your love and support – we are very grateful.



With our love, Emma and Christopher x



PS Sorry for the lack of photos – we have been having a few probs with uploading stuff on our computer. We hope to have some pictures for you next month.

Wednesday, 8 June 2011

Surgery at Kalene

I thought I would give a summary of the surgical work I’ve been involved with since our arrival at Kalene.

The medical director at Kalene, John Woodfield, is a general (colorectal) surgeon who is from New Zealand and trained in the UK. There is an orthopaedic surgeon, Peter Gill, who alternates working at Kalene and in Sunderland, UK on a three month basis.

We have two general elective operating days and one elective orthopaedic day and then plenty of emergencies in between.

There are many challenges in surgery here in rural Zambia. The first is decision making. It is quite easy to do more harm than good and in making therapeutic decisions, we are often trying to decide whether it might be better to do nothing rather than undertake major operations in a resource deplete setting.

Investigations are limited. We have a laboratory which can give a blood count, type and match blood, perform limited microscopy and gram stain, ESR and HIV testing.

There is a basic ultrasound machine, so I’ve rapidly taught myself some rudimentary skills (at least there is no pesky radiologist to decline all the scan requests!)

We have a fairly unique arrangement for histology. Very few rural hospitals in Africa have access to any pathological labs. Kalene has a historical arrangement (a result of a memorable student elective) with a very generous hospital in Glasgow, UK. We can send (small) tissue samples and just six weeks (or so) later we get an emailed histology report.

There is x-ray but we are frequently out of film and it is only available during office hours. There are lots of other shortages. We are often low on blood to transfuse and there are frantic searches for donors amongst staff or relatives. We recently had a drought of IV fluid - you have to prioritise who needs that last bag of saline the most. One becomes fairly stingy with every material. It’s surprising how far you can make one stitch go.

Nobody comes to this type of surgical environment expecting the best equipment but it is definitely a steep learning curve getting used to the limitations. Blunt blades, poor light, confined space, suction that doesn’t suck and gloves that fall apart before you’ve even put them on are all challenges that you gradually adapt to. There’s recently been a shortage of surgical swabs – trying to do a major laparotomy with just a few tatty 4 by 4’s, ringing them out and staring again was tricky! It is surprising though what equipment you can find here. We have endoscopy and can do OGD, flexible and rigid sigmoidoscopy, colonoscopy (if you can get the bowel prep to shift the kasava!) and flexible and rigid cystoscopy. There is a C-arm image intensifier which is useful for fracture manipulation and we recently used it with reasonable success for an on-table cholangiogram. There is a laparoscopic stack but no supply of carbon dioxide.

Elective theatre days are tiring. In addition to be being the surgeon, one is also the anaesthetist, ODA, ODP, scrub nurse and porter. This means (amongst other things) there is no break between cases and the day feels long. The sheer variety in a day’s list is impressive: going from a strange head or neck problem to a laparotomy, to a tubal ligation or three, to a couple of gastroscopies, to a nasty wound debridement with a caesarean section thrown in for good measure, guarantees to keep you on your toes. The heat in theatre adds to the challenge and the fluid and electrolyte losses of the surgeon are much greater than the patients’. But the theatre is surprisingly efficient – we can usually complete 15 cases during an elective day’s operating. There is a little transit time. The wards are about 20 metres from the theatre door and there is only minimal paperwork to slow the work down.

The patients are a challenge. They are all malnourished, all anaemic and about one in five have HIV. On the other hand, no one smokes and alcohol is beyond most patients’ means. It is a pleasure though to operate without a single gram of excess fat. There are some interesting geographical and cultural influences on operating here. Sigmoid volvulus is relatively common in young people in sub-Saharan Africa – probably due to anatomical variation and dietary differences. Saying that, the Lunda tribe seems somehow protected – I’ve seen only three cases in three months. Best management doesn’t seem to be clearly established: initial decompression with endoscopy/flatus tube or immediate operation and then whether to perform Hartmann’s procedure or resection and primary anastomosis. Sigmoidopexy doesn’t seem to be effective.

Amputation is seldom necessary – arterial disease is rare but occasionally required after trauma or infection. However, it has a much more profound effect than in a developed country. Rehab and physiotherapy are very limited, there is no social security and nearly all are subsistence farmers. Prosthesis are rarely available and wheelchairs very hard work on the local tracks.

Vasectomy is deeply resisted by men and open tubal ligation is nearly the most common elective operation, despite it being a bigger procedure.

Stomas are not well tolerated. This due in part to the difficulties faced by local people in learning to manage their appliances. Stoma equipment is in short supply. They are also culturally frowned upon more than in developed countries.

Trauma is common and the aetiology varied. Farming tool injuries, burns from cooking fires and falls from trees harvesting mango or caterpillars (depending on the season) and snake bite wounds. All wounds are dirty and managed relatively conservatively. Multiple or poly-trauma is thankfully unusual – a notable advantage of dirt roads is that it limits the speed of car and motorbike traffic. However, motorised vehicles are on the increase and boy racers also exist around Kalene – helmets, lights and seatbelts do not seem to be popular accessories!

The hospital is located close to both the Angolan and Congolese borders and about a fifth of the patients have travelled often hundreds of miles to cross the border to reach Kalene. So there are often complicated reasons why patients present late. It also means a lot of our work is picking up the pieces after surgical efforts elsewhere. Often we think we are working in difficult circumstances but hospitals and the surgical scene in Angola and Congo must be dire.

Medical ethics has a local spin that takes a little adjustment. Consent is an interesting concept. It is not always the patient themselves who is (culturally) expected to decide whether to undergo an operation. For tubal ligation for example, it is frequently the mother-in-law that has the final say! The differences in ethics can affect decision making. For example, with a significant rupture of the uterus, it seems more appropriate here to repair the injury and perform a tubal ligation. As I understand it, this is unethical in the UK and a hysterectomy would be performed.

Anaesthetics has been a learning curve for me. We do what is possible under local anaesthetic but frustratingly it is in short supply and relatively expensive. I’ve done about forty spinal anaesthetics. Ketamine is a very useful and plentiful drug! It can be used for analgesia, sedation and anaesthetic and is very safe. It is very unusual to have airway compromise, respiratory depression or hypotensive side effects which are common with other anaesthetic agents. Formal ‘full’ general anaesthetic with muscle relaxation and intubation is of course sometimes necessary, particularly with abdominal operations and this causes us all an extra level of stress!

Post operative care is interesting! There are no formal recovery/HDU/ITU areas and the most intensive monitoring we can provide is in Sister’s office. Analgesia is limited. We have paracetamol (oral only), brufen, diclofenac (PO + IM) and codeine. There is some pethidine but no morphine, not because of cost but limited by the wall of bureaucracy presented by the ministry of health to release it. I know the textbooks say pain thresholds are constant but I tell you, the Lunda are as hard as nails. You can give them a laparotomy from xyphisternum to pubis and they don’t flinch! The next day they are up and about on a bit of panadol and brufen (if they were lucky enough not to get skipped on the drug round by the student nurse). Enhanced recovery isn’t just encouraged at Kalene, it’s inevitable! I don’t think the ERAS protocols have guidelines for breastfeeding in the immediate post-operative period but it seemed to work quite well after one major laparotomy recently.

Here is a rough summary of my logbook for the last three months or so, to give you an idea of our work load:

1 right hemicolectomy (for ilea-caecal intusseption – presumed typhoid)
2 sigmoid colectomies
1 Hartmann’s
1 ileo-transverse bypass
1 gastroenterostomy
3 laparotomies for small bowel problems
1 laparotomy for SBO from pelvic abscess (PID)
8 inguinal hernias
3 paediatric inguinal hernias
2 open cholecystectomies (1 OTC)
17 OGDs
20 caesarean sections
9 ERPCs
25 tubal ligations
2 necrotising fasciitis
10 split skin grafts
And assisted with a few hysterectomies, thyroidectomies, the biggest bladder stone I’ve seen associated with a vesico-cutaneous fistula and a successful vesico-vaginal fistula repair.

I am very, very grateful for the support and encouragement from my supervisor and mentor, Mr. John Woodfield.

Monday, 30 May 2011

Lunda Lunda Lunda!

We’ve recently returned from two weeks language study. We stayed at Hillwood Farm and Sakeji School. We have discovered that Lunda is quite a tricky language to learn! It is mostly phoenetic with a few exceptions but it is a tonal language so the emphasis must be correct, otherwise you could be saying something you really did not intend! We felt very fortunate to have Paul Fisher as our teacher. He is the grandson of Walter Fisher, the first missionary to Kalene, who arrived in 1906. The Fisher family run Hillwood Farm which supplies us with meat and dairy. We were staying with Paul’s daughter, Melanie and her family. It was a really lovely time. Christopher enjoyed hanging out with 2 of Mel’s sons, playing with guns, motorbikes, computer games and the 2 dogs – what more could a boy want?! I loved hanging out with Mel in the kitchen, trying out new recipes and ideas with limited ingredients. We stayed at Sakeji School for the second week which was quite an experience! We were in a little rondavel (until we were plagued by hundreds of cockroaches – thankfully we were evacuated!) and had all our meals with the children. We had to eat ALL our food, including the gruel which was served up every morning for breakfast! Our day started with breakfast at 7am. We then went off to Hillwood Orphange to visit the children and the mamas who care for them. It was such a joy to see little Masaku. She is doing very well and has a lovely mama called Alice. We also tried to practice our language but the children are getting quite good at English, so when we asked, ‘Ichi chika?’ (‘What is this?’) and pointed to something, they would reply with glee, ‘Nose!’


Our lesson with Paul was at 10am. It usually took us a while to get down to some Lunda! It was fascinating to learn about the history, geography and culture of the area. Paul is known as Nkaka to the local people, which means grandpa – they say he can speak better Lunda than the Lunda themselves! As well as basic greetings and vocab, we wanted to learn phrases useful for our work in the hospital. This caused much hilarity at times! We are in the process of producing a little phrase book which we hope will be useful for others in due course.



We then ripped back to school on our bikes for lunch and a bit of consolidation of new vocab before setting off to one of the nearby villages called Mavunda. We would go to Anita’s house for a few hours to talk and play with the children of the village. Each day, a crowd of about 30 would join us on a mat for more, ‘Ichi chika?’ We would sing, tell stories from the Bible, read books, share sweets and play games. It was such fun. Anita (who works for Mel and helps at the orphanage) was a great help to us as we tried to use our new language skills.



We really enjoyed this 'village work' and even saw some patients. We knew a girl with sickle cell anaemia from Kalene called Florida (25). She also had a inoperable pelvic mass. But she was very anaemic when we saw her and we thought she should be transfused to make her feel a bit better. So we rang the hospital to see if there was any blood for her but of course there wasn't. So she arrived on Wednesday and Christopher was about to go to the lab to donate for her but it was too late – she died the same day.



It was wonderful to have some time away from the hospital – we have hardly left the compound since we arrived in February! It was back to work straightaway on our return. The hospital has been quite calm this week which has been good as the staffing is extrememly sparse (YGC crew – it’s a universal problem! Only we can’t get bank here!!!) Tomorrow morning, Sister Emma will single-handedly be looking after all 33 patients on Fisher Ward! I am hoping Orpheus (GREAT name – there are many wonderful names here) from Men’s will come and assist me. I actually had to do a drug round yesterday! I’ll be handing out inshima next!



We fly down to Lusaka on Wedneday on the old Vomit Comet (cessna) and my exam is on Thursday and home on Saturday!



With our love, Emma and Christopher xxx

 
Working hard with Nkaka!

Anita (and Grace) who was such a help to us. We enjoyed hanging out at her place in Mavunda.

Children at Mavunda.

Christoph with Masaku at Hillwood.

Masaku and her new mama, Alice.

Kids at Mavunda enjoying Curious George.

Rose, a beautiful and bright girl in the village.

Katalina, at Hillwood.
Story time with Dr Chris - Lucy chilling out!

Mama Mel and Kundezi.

How cheeky am I?!

Health and safety at the orphanage.

Muzulu! (nose)

Emma with some of the Hillwood poppets.

With the biggest poppet of all - Masaku growing up big and strong.

Christoph and Mahatma at Mel's.

View of the game park from Mel's.


Rachel, Katy and baby Stanley (orphaned when his mother died from DKA) watching the royal wedding - we had tea and scones to celebrate!

This was AGONY! I don't know how Africans sleep at night!

Easter Day - Peter Gill (orthopaedic surgeon), Paul and Katy Barker (doctors from the UK) and Rachel (nurse from Canada). Afterwards, we played with Peter's air rifle - the first time I have held a gun and I did quite well - shot 2 coke cans from the top of a container!

This is little Maria (9), who was very sick when she arrived from Congo with massive ascites and fevers. We started TB treatment and this is her the day she went home.

Katengo (5) arrived having had 8 months of ‘treatment’ in Congo. She has Burkitt’s lymphoema and had started chemotherapy but started spiking temps so we put it on hold. She had maggots coming from her mouth but a simple anti-septic mouthwash seems to have cleared them. Poor, dear poppet. The suffering and extent of disease here is sometimes beyond comprehension. We will transfuse her, re-start chemo and are praying for her healing.


This is Paul if you remember from the April blog? He is doing very well and his graft looks good, though he is developing a contracture of his neck and eyelid which will require further surgery at a later date.