Monday, June 8, 2015

First day, rounding for possible repairs

Cynthia and I met for breakfast and found David McGee there as well.  We then saw Richard, just arriving from the airport, and all got ready to leave for the hospital.

Many parts of Kathmandu that we passed seemed unchanged, although occasional piles of rubble gave away the truth.


We arrived at the hospital, and to my delight, since my visit almost 2 years ago, many details and areas of the hospital are now complete and one can get a better grasp of the vision Shankar has for his hospital and patient care in Nepal.  There is a pharmacy, entry lobby, dedicated physical therapy space, teaching rooms, and endoscopy suite in addition to patient wards, surgery suite, and recovery room.

The surgery suite was filled to the max with many very complicated patients with long roads to recovery.  But for each patient this surgeon has a dream and will not bow to obstacles.  Yet when it is put to him that a patient is really beyond his or anyone's help, he is able to respectfully agree and move on, with a plan to speak with the family and try to resolve the situation together.  You can see that he is universally trusted, adored, and respected by his patients.  With good reason.


These photos lovingly obtained with patient permission, so please do not share or abuse. 

This patient was trapped in rubble for 3 hours with her toddler grandson, who survived without major injuries.  She is missing part of her tibia bone, and the orthopedic doctors have put on an external fixation device to provide the leg a chance to be stable.  She will get a flap of skin and muscle, moved from another location, and placed over the wound.  Bone that is not covered does not heal and often leads to serious chronic infections, so closing the wound is a priority.  Whe will then get more treatments to provide the bone a chance to heel.


Lots more work to be done on this patient; the xray shows many loose fragments, a floating patella, and a collapsed joint space.

There are several patients with devices I had never seen before - the Iliazarov apparatice, meant to bring bone together that has not healed or has a gap to bridge.  These devices cost a fraction of what they would in the west, but at $400 they exceed the $250 that is paid by the state for each patient's care.  The fact that these patients are getting such care in this small and energetic place is quite amazing.  This gentleman was tending his animals when the quake hit, and his leg was damaged by falling stones and debris.

Another creative orthopedic repair - a clean wound but still bone exposed with nowhere to attach.  They are talking of placing methyl methacrylate as a kind of spacer while the wound is covered and treated, then a bone graft or other treatment can be done in the future.

Team talking about issues.  Shankar shared with us that many people in this country use healers who talk to the gods.  They don't send people to other specialist healers for certain gods and keep others.  This makes it hard to get patients to understand the concept of referral, and they start to believe a doctor is not good if he cannot do everything.  This pressures every facilitate to try to treat all things, even if there is a better location.  Then there are the financial aspects - some hospitals pay the ambulance for each patient it brings them, and then inflates the cost of care enough to cover the ambulance incentive.  This inflates the cost for the patient.

I love the new tricks I learn each time about how to reuse and save opening new paper packs at every turn.  This patient, about to be prepped for a debridement, has his leg over the glove and supply wrappers to catch drips during the process.


Dr. McGee at work, cleaning an old wound with new colleagues.

Literally a "window box"; viewing complicated xrays by the light of the sun.

A bone disaster, with Kathmandu in the background, also broken in many places.

We have an expensive device we use in the US which is like a power washer with batteries, fluid, and suction.  The wound can be cleaned and suctioned at the same time.  Each time the device is discarded.  Here Shankar and team are using a 60 ml syringe, bowl of water, and metal tray to catch the water to be suctioned away.  Almost the same thing, at a great savings.  There are so many gadgets we have that we would love to share, but then the hospital and staff become addicted to the disposables and possibly a machine that may break and cause them more problems than help.  We have to be careful where we interfere with new products, because the team is often on its own better path.

Shankar debriding a hand with severe burns that will need skin grafting, if the patient survives.  He may lose one or both legs, but getting him clean of the infected and dead skin is his only hope at survival.

Dr. McGee and Dr. Shankar at work.  I love the way Resurge doctors come together with that "let's do this" attitude.  As educators, we are here to help, facilitate, and try to interject procedural changes where they are seen by all parties to be a helpful improvement.

Sometimes the plastic avoid or recycle activist in me squeals with delight at the signs of reuse and conservation that happen in an effort to squeeze every ounce of use out of an item.  The hospital wins, and so does the environment.

Bad monkey scampering down the scaffolding, looking for a hand-out.


Ambulance - simplicity in most.  Grab and go with bed and oxygen.  The rest is speed.

Some of these tiny roads are barely wide enough to walk, and yet vans pass each other with stone walls and no forgiveness on either side.  I was sure we were going to have to pull the rear-view mirrors in, but we made it!

There is a tram/trolley device that goes from outside the hospital up the mountain in one direction, and down to the valley in the other.  It has not functioned for years, and the Nepalis cannot afford to take it down.  So they built around it, and it can be seen piercing the walls of many structures as it meanders down.  

More rubble, and a family at work.

Deck folded over.  I hope no one was sitting there.  Natural disasters strike without ample warning, and the consequences are severe.

To the rooftop at the hotel for some food and cheer, and then all off to bed.  Much work to be done.


Sunday, June 7, 2015

Recharged and ready June 7, 2015

As usual, the flights were long and crowded.  Getting more and more crowded, it seems, and not just the flights, but the airports as well.  Throngs of humanity, all with their duty-free, masses of bags and stuff.  Garbage bins overflowing on the floor.  Out of forms because too many visitors.  Bathroom lines out the door.  Nowhere to put things on the plane; overhead bins crammed full and no real leg-room.

We passed through Abu Dhabi on the way here, a shopping mecca surrounded by land that is all one color - sand.  Even the roofs and roads all blend together. 

Flying in over Kathmandu in the dark revealed few lights and many open fires until we were right over the city, and even then it had very low illumination for a city of this size.  The air quality was hazy; almost fog.  My bag never showed up, so now I am in the vortex of bag-recovery mode.  I will be fine, but brought almost a bag full of things for the OR.  We will see what happens with that over the next few days.

It was dark on the way into the hotel, but we could see that most of the roads are cleaned up.  Most of the rubble and debris are swept and piled into stacks alongside the road.  "There was a house, and now is bricks," commented our driver.  We certainly will see more of that today on our way south to the hospital.

We are at a hotel familiar to me from my last visit, and all is comfortable and friendly.  I had to deal with the desk clerk about my bag and he asked what was my "good name".  Very sweet.  Great breakfast, those of us who need to be here are here.

This morning we are going with Dr. Shankar to a Ministry and get registered as medical workers.  We get to see the bureaucracy at work - or not - and then off to Kirtipur for our first day.

We are all showered, rested, and ready to go.

Monday, June 1, 2015

Nepal June 2015

Return trip to Nepal for me, but in different times.  In April and again in May of this year, Nepal, a small and very poor mountain country of 27 million, suffered serious earthquakes and multiple aftershocks that has left their crumbling infrastructure tentative or in rubble, with mostly newer and more solid sturctures standing.  Many villages have been wiped out, ancient stupas ruined, and subsequent rains have caused slides and rendered many areas inaccessible.  Efforts with helicopters to aid locals have been difficult with some disasters of their own.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/asia/nepal/11565120/Nepal-earthquake-Eerie-footage-shows-flock-of-birds-fleeing-crumbling-building.html

Being from California, earthquakes are not new to me, having experienced several in LA during my youth and some severe ones here in the earthquake country, Humboldt County.  But the structures here are built under strict codes and we often just duck in a doorway or under a piece of sturdy furniture.  In Nepal, they instinctively run outdoors because many buildings are at risk of collapse:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MjyWHfvLSIY

The monsoon season starts in June, and will bring problems of its own with so many without shelter and so much debris on the ground.  Transportation for the ill, children trying to return to school, and clean-up efforts will all be impeded.  Standing water and mud are problematic in many ways and can only be a deterrent to a return to normal life.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bfRQGdp9ZUs

So why Resurge, why now?  Resurge is not normally a medical relief group, providing instead for elective service to the poor in areas without access to the needed surgical skills and related medical care.  It has been many years that Resurge has had a relationship with Dr. Shankar Rai and his new burn center in Kirtipur, near Kathmandu, providing education teams, funds, materials, and workers to assist him in his efforts to bring plastic surgery to Nepal and its poor.  It makes sense that he turned to Resurge for help when the quakes hit and he found his new, small hospital innundated with Nepalis needing help with injuries, including many burns.  There have been 1085 health care facilities damaged, 402 of these totally devastated.

Resurge was able to deploy a team almost as soon as Dr. Rai asked.  I am in a following team hoping to help continue the services he is providing, teach some of the local anesthesiologists about care for some of the specialized surgeries that will be happening, and provide relief where we can for the many workers who are themselves stressed, worried, and fatigued.  Having seen them all at work in the past - how hard and for so little pay - I do this with great pleasure and appreciation.

I am bringing my water purifier, a length of rope, poncho, matches, candles, tools, rain boots, and mosquito net - almost seems like a camping trip.  But also will be medical equipment, scrubs, sterile gloves, and some drugs.  This last week at home I am arranging for pet care (thank you Chuck, and mom + dad!), taking care of any debts and details, and hopefully leaving everything worry free until long after I get back.  A long trip is quite a motivator!

Monday, August 25, 2014

Mwanza, August 25, 2014

Spent all day at the hospital meeting people and seeing the facility, patients, and the ward.  900 bed hospital, mostly at capacity, which means beds full.  What you don't get from that is that each bed probably has more than one patient in it, with family around on floor.





































Sunday, August 24, 2014

August 24

Up early in Nairobi for flight departure.   Cessie had quite a time arguing with the front dest.  We had been promised a $30 fee for transportation to the airport (10 minute ride), for which they then wanted to charge us $110.  The number kept changing, and I think they were hoping the clock would run out and we would just pay.  Cessie held her ground, and although a cute American young woman, she feistied them with her fluent Swahili and got them down.  What a fighter!



Health form reflects concerns for Ebola.



Flight to Mwanza; foggy so no views from the plane.  Captain Phillips movie of choice.  Hmmm.

Ride from airport and first views of local dress.


Caught napping in the lobby, Dr. Chris Connor catches up on sleep.


Mwanza is called Rock City because of the many rocks around Lake Victoria.
http://wolfganghthome.wordpress.com/2012/05/19/mwanza-tanzanias-almost-undiscovered-city-on-lake-victoria/


Maribou storks are everywhere.

Selling fish from Lake Victoria, usually Tilapia or Nile Perch.  She told Cessie to go home and bring her some American clothes.  Everyone things I am Cessie's mom.  I am honored!
http://www.independent.co.ug/news/news-analysis/7899-lake-victoria-losing-its-fish



Cessie is working hard to overcome her creep factor for these large Maribou storks by embracing her inner bird and taking photos.  These birds wander around the town freely and eat garbage and fish trimmings, so the locals call them "Health Ministers".


It's all in the presentation.


Ride in bajaj, a three wheeler.  Great way to get around.

Our three Maasai friends.  We all hung out at the street corner while Cessie got a sim card for her phone.



They were selling sandals they had made, but I found their own shoes most interesting.  Made from tires, this was how they protected their feet from the concrete street surfaces.


We took them to get pizza, and watched them eat their first cheese.  They all made a face that said "ick".  Nomadics who herd cattle and use the milk, they don't have the opportunity to store and age cheese, so not in their diet.  I wasn't eating any pizza, so we had an "ick" bonding moment.  Chris bought 3 rungus and they all posed with them.  When Samwell, the gentleman in all blue, would stand up and reach for pizza, I could see his bare torso and large hunting knife on his waist band.  Very interesting young men.

I said some kind words to this dog, and he made himself a member of the pack.

Our last adventure was to walk to an Indian place for food, which we could never find, so we went to the hotel restaurant to eat and were surprised at the yummy food there.  Then to bed to rest for our day of work tomorrow.

Saturday, August 23, 2014

August 22-23, 2014

Arcata to SFO to Amsterdam to Nairobi to hotel.  It is now 11:30 at night, a day and a half later, we get some sleep, and then off tomorrow for Mwanza.  So far the internet has been spotty so not sure I will be able to upload photos, or even text until I am back to the bigger cities.  I will try; otherwise save the updates and photos for next week.

KLM was amazing - room to sit, hot towels, plenty of meals and drinks, etc.  Not a bad way to spend all day.

Love that loamy, earthy, vegetation, smokey and steamy feel and smell of Africa, although it is not as strong here right now as Mali.  Just had some rain though; they are heading into the rainy season.

All 3 of our team members made it, so we are ready.  Five a.m. wake-up call, and then back to the airport.

As usual, Resurge delivers.  Two very interesting team mates:  Chris Connor is a plastic surgeon from Houston who has also been a cardiac surgeon.  He brings a lot of energy and seems to know a lot about so many things.  Cessie is a young new worker at Resurge who was in the Peace Corps in Tanzania and lived in a central village near where we are traveling.  She then did 3 years in Dar es Salaam with CDC.  Her knowledge of the language, local traditions and culture will be extremely valuable.  It is quite amusing to watch people when they hear her rattle off in their own language.  They are quite shocked.