From September 2011, I will be leaving Edinburgh and my job as a paediatrician, to go to Harar in eastern Ethiopia for a year as a volunteer with VSO. This blog will hopefully detail the ups and downs of my year and let everyone back home keep up to speed with my VSO adventure.
Calum and I in India last year
Sunday, 24 June 2012
Arba Minch Photos - part 1 Dorze Vilage
The view
Traditional Dorze House
Spinning Cotton
Making Enset bread
Weaving
Pottery Lesson
Important Game of Marbles
Dorze Lodge
Traditional Dorze House
Spinning Cotton
Making Enset bread
Weaving
Pottery Lesson
Important Game of Marbles
Dorze Lodge
Wednesday, 20 June 2012
cream teas Croc and Catholic Priests
Cream teas, crocs and catholic priests
Calum has just left after his two
week trip to Ethiopia, which is means two things; firstly I have lots of
exciting holiday type stuff to write about and secondly I’m on the home leg
with only 6-7 weeks left in Ethiopia.
We spent the first few days of
Calum’s trip here in Haramaya, catching up with friends and enjoying life on
campus. I was also able to take the equipment Calum had bought down to
distribute to the hospital. I have had 3 Life boxes, which are oxygen
saturation monitors designed for resource poor settings donated by Little
Lives, an Edinburgh based children’s charity run by one of my colleagues at
Sick Kids. They help the help to detect hypoxia earlier than clinical signs can
and are especially useful for patients undergoing anaesthetic. Initially I
wanted all three from the paediatric ward but after discussion with the medical
director we decided to put one in the OR, one in “intensive care/ recovery” and
one in paediatrics. I made them promise to reassess how much use they are
getting and redistributed if they are not being used, although whether that
will happen is anyone’s guess. Calum had also brought 24 child/neonatal ambu
bags with masks courtesy of Dr Morrice (also back in Edinburgh) and which will
go into the labour ward paediatric ward and also to some other hospital and
health centers so that the staff should have no excuse not to put into practise
all the brilliant resuscitation skills we’ve taught them. They are desperately
needed – only the week before I found another apnoeic, bradycardic baby on the
neonatal unit. I asked the nurse to get the ambu bag, but she couldn’t find the
usual one so appeared with another old thing but said she didn’t think it
worked. I decided to give it a go but when I squeezed the bag the baby almost
got a mouthful of cockroaches instead of a lungful of air. Needless to say we
abandoned that particular ambu bag pretty quick.
Our original plan had been to
stay in Haramaya for a full week, but then we were invited to the British
Embassy to a garden party to celebrate the jubilee. Since we had been planning
to fly to Addis anyway on the Saturday we decided to bring the flights forward
to Thursday and go to the party that afternoon. It wasn’t so much the patriotic
need to flag wave the attracted me, more the pull of pimms, proper wine and
pastries. However there was to be no cream tea for me as we were bumped off the
flight at the last minute in favour (we think) of the US ambassador who’d been
at Haramaya the day before to open a radio station. Gutted is not the word.
Still we ended up with some extra time in Addis and filled it very nicely by
swimming at the Sheraton in their lovely heated outdoor pool, and spending the
night watching Ethio jazz at the Taitu hotel which was fab.
From Addis we flew to Arba Minch
which is in the South of the country. It’s totally different to any other part
of Ethiopia, set in the heart of the Rift Valley with two great lakes which
almost meet, separated only by the “Bridge of God” a narrow, but mountainous
piece of land which forms the Nechisar national park. On the other side of Arba
Minch from the lakes there are mountains covered in lush vegetation including
enset and banana plants and mango trees. Its very green and tropicl feeling in
comparison to other parts of the country which generally are looking much more
barren at this time of year.
In Arba Minch we stayed with
Father Paddy at the Catholic Mission. It was recommended to us by other
volunteers but I have to admit to being a little apprehensive about it as my
previous impression of the Catholic church has been one of a slightly
intimidating, stuffy, out-of-touch institution. Would they mind that Calum and
are were not yet married? Absolutely not! Father Paddy and Father Dennis are so
hospitable and great company. They (and the fridge full of beer) really make
you feel at home, and I think between them they could definitely convert the
masses. Apart from the great accommodation and food they also generously
provided us with use of the mission’s 4X4 to visit Dorze Village up in the
mountains and Nechisar park, where we saw the biggest crocs ever! (Photos to
follow). They also took us to visit Arba Minch Prison where they do a lot of
development work, improving the inmates accommodation, and health care
services, and providing workshops and equipment to allow them to learn a new
skill and keep occupied while in prison. They were visiting the prison that day
with a group of Irish Musicians on a fund raising visit, and the plan was to
put on a concert. After a couple of tunes though, it was felt the locals didn’t
really get the Irish music and maybe some irish ceilidh dancing would help,
except they only had 3 people and needed 4. Next thing I know I’m being dragged
up to do my first ever Irish ceilidh dancing in a Ethiopian prision cheered on
by 2000 inmates. Thankfully they totally “got” the dancing and were very
enthusiastic in their applause! It was a brilliant experience.
Thats all for now. More photos
later.
Tuesday, 5 June 2012
Thoughts turn to Home
Oops - its been a while. Another period of dodgy internet access I'm afraid. the joys on living in Africa!! Wrote this post last week......
Last week I travelled to Addis Ababa for the VSO leaver’s
conference. This is a one day work shop held to inform anyone whose placement
ends in the next 6 months about the procedures and paperwork necessary before
you leave. There’s quite a lot to do but it all seems fairly straightforward
and I still have at least two full months to get everything finished off.
The workshop also gives you a chance to reflect on the highs
and lows of volunteering and what you have achieved in your placement. It was
interesting to hear everybody’s stories, good and bad. It seems that although
most people have had many challenges and frustrations along the way, no one has
regretted making the decision to volunteer with VSO. For me it has been a
brilliant year and I am so pleased to have had the opportunity to do it. It has
been incredibly tough at times, especially at the start when I really missed
Calum and had no permanent accommodation which made getting settled so
difficult. However I know that if I hadn’t come to Ethiopia I would have always
wondered what it would have been like and wished I’d been able to find out. I
have also learnt a huge amount. Not just about paediatrics in Africa (which
is an entirely different job to
paediatrics in the UK in every way imaginable) but also about things that have
never been part of my job before, like writing project proposals, preparing and
managing budgets, running training courses, and implementing changes and new
protocols. I have had a huge amount of teaching experience and have discovered
that I actually quite like it and maybe medical education is something I’d like
to explore more when I get home. So on the whole a year well spent. There is
still sooooo much to do here though, and I will never be able to change all the
things I would like. The good news is that there may be someone following in my
footsteps so hopefully a new volunteer will help keep up the momentum.
After the leaver’s conference Susan and I headed West of
Addis to the town of Ambo. We had a brilliant night out on the town and then
went to visit Wenchi crater with a whole gang of VSO vols. Wenchi crater is an
extinct volcano with a fresh water lake, and it’s absolutely beautiful. We
walked the 1 ½ hours down to the crater lake then took a boat to the island in
the middle on which there is a monastery. Afterwards we rode horses back up to
to summit where our minibus was. It was so lovely to get our in the country
side and there was hardly any hassle so it was a really relaxing way to spend the
day. Photos to follow......
Saturday, 19 May 2012
Mission NLS complete
The last two weeks have absolutely rocketed past. We have
been super busy with our NLS course, running another 3 rounds, and training 80
people in total. The courses seemed to get better and better and it was really
lovely to have our local trainers on board, able to translate into Amharic. I’m
sure it really improved the understanding of some of the participants who
really didn’t speak much English.
I particularly enjoyed working with the local trainers
because most of them were young women, and women still have a pretty subservient
place within Ethiopian society. There are very few women in positions of power here
and the traditional culture is for the wife to serve her husband. Consequently
a lot of our female trainers were really apprehensive about the idea of
standing up in front of colleagues to give presentations. However with a bit of
encouragement and the reassurance that we wouldn’t have asked them to do it if
we didn’t think they would do a really good job, they all did us proud and seemed
to really relish the opportunity, to make things a bit better where they work.
A lot of them seem to have gone back to their hospitals and health centres
really motivated to improve things which makes me feel like we’ve achieved our
aims.
We have already visited one of the hospitals at their
request, and made plans to spend an afternoon there, making sure staff are
confident to use the equipment they have that was not covered in the NLS
course. The Helping Babies Breathe newborn life support posters which were donated
by UNICEF Ethiopia and given out at the first course were proudly displayed in
frames on the walls about the newborn resuscitation station just as they should
be so some things are working!
The next step will be to ensure all the senior staff have
been trained. This was requested by one of our local trainers, who said that
she was delighted to have learnt about newborn resuscitation, but had come up
against some resistance from senior colleagues at work who still think the best
way to resuscitate a baby is to swing it upside down by its feet (seriously!).
We’ll need to tread carefully with this one so as not to cause offence and are
working with the University to devise a plan.
Finally I’d love to be able to persuade the regional health
board that they should fund this training to be run every few months with local
staff so that all the health care workers who regularly deliver babies update
their skills every couple of years. This might be a long shot be we’ll see what
we can do.....
Saturday, 5 May 2012
NLS success
Every now and then I get a day when all the difficulties of
volunteering seem worthwhile. This week I’ve had a whole week! It has been
brilliant and it’s great to finally feel like you are doing something that might
actually make a real long lasting difference.
When Susan and I first started working in the hospitals, one
of the things we noticed is the complete lack of confidence most of the nurses
and midwives have in resuscitating a baby who does not breathe at birth. This
is a really critical part of a midwives job, but our direct observations were
that it was done badly or not at all. Partly this is due to inadequate
staffing, space and equipment but also it’s due to a lack of awareness and
training. More than the basic resuscitation, we also found that the care of the
newborn was often really poor. The
babies who are admitted to the neonatal unit are frequently hypothermic, and they
may not have been fed for hours and hours.
We decided that this was something we had to try and improve,
and so since Christmas we have been preparing a newborn life support course for
the nurses and midwives working in Harar. We applied to VSO for a grant to fund
the project, and spoke to the regional health bureau who asked us to train
health centre staff as well as hospital staff, and agreed to ensure that the
government institutions have the basic equipment necessary. Then we prepared
the course material we wanted to teach, based on UK newborn life support
guidelines but also adapted to the WHO/ Ethiopian Paediatric guidelines. As well
as basic newborn resuscitation we have includes sessions on ethics and document
keeping ( as the quality of note keeping here is generally pretty appalling),
and essential newborn care which covers how to support mothers in breast
feeding and keeping babies warm amongst other things. Finally we persuaded
UNICEF Ethiopia to donate the neonatal resuscitation training equipment in the
form of 4 neonatalie complete kits!
The course is happening in 2 stages. The first stage started
this week and we had participants from every hospital and health centre attending.
We did two days training on the theory and practice of newborn resuscitation
and then a final day discussing methods of learning and teaching, and asking
our participants to think about how they would take what they have learnt back
to their place of work, share it with their colleagues and put it into practice.
The course was really well received and all our feedback was
extremely positive. On the 3rd day we asked our participants in
groups to prepare a micro-session explaining and demonstrating a particular aspect
of newborn life support, and it was so lovely to see them demonstrating what
they had learnt and explaining it to colleagues. The candidates who we thought
were strongest we have asked to come back and help as instructors in phase 2,
when we hope to train another 60 of their colleagues by running 3 more similar
courses but without the third day.
The final part of the plan is to speak to the regional
health bureau about setting up an annual professional development programme,
where they run similar training regularly throughout the year so that all of
the staff here get the chance to update their skills on a regular basis. Even if the final part is not successful we
will have around 80 better trained health care staff working in Ethiopia and if
they put their new skills into practise that alone will be a year well spent!
Progamme and all improtant "ground rules" agreed by participantsSusan and the participants
Hands on practice with "neonatalie"
Susan leading a scenario
Caroline leading a scenario
Participants helping each other
Saturday, 28 April 2012
Professional Accountability
I saw a patient with the medical students last week who was 4 months old and only weighed 2.9kg, which is the smallish end of normal even for a newborn infant. The baby was the 10th child and unusually all of her siblings were alive and well. Her mother had breast fed all the other 9 children but for some reason on this occasion she didn't produce any milk. Not producing milk is pretty unusual, but this is also a very experienced mother who has managed to keep 9 other children alive and relatively healthy in Ethiopia, which is no mean feat, so I'm inclined to believe that she knows what she is talking about. As an alternative, she had fed the baby 1/3rd cows milk, 2/3 water boiled together and cooled, 3 times a day since birth. Not surprisingly, the baby had failed to gain any weight and was subsequently admitted to our ward with severe acute malnutrition.
This story is not that unusual here, but the thing that is frustrating is that this mother had taken her child to a private health clinic 4 times since it was born and they had clearly failed to act or give appropriate advice to this woman, with the result that her child has ended up with a life threatening condition. Unfortunately there is very little that can be done about it. There is no professional accountability here at the best of times. The doctors leave for a 2 hour lunch break often regardless of the state of the ward, and although someone is nominally on duty to be called in a emergency they will be at home which could be 30 minutes away.
If a child dies here, no body asks "why did that happen? Could something have been done to prevent this? What can we learn or do better next time?" It is just accepted as part of life.
I always used to get a little irked by endless clinical governance issues at home, but seeing a world without really brings out the importance of working in a enivronment where as a professional you must be accountable for your actions, and have a responsibility to remain up to date with the evidence for the best treatment for your patients.
Safe to say that any clinic or health professional who had not picked up the baby above sooner in the UK would have their practice scrutinised and measures put in place to ensure it didn't happen again, but here we will probably never know the true story and many more child will suffer malnutrition.
This story is not that unusual here, but the thing that is frustrating is that this mother had taken her child to a private health clinic 4 times since it was born and they had clearly failed to act or give appropriate advice to this woman, with the result that her child has ended up with a life threatening condition. Unfortunately there is very little that can be done about it. There is no professional accountability here at the best of times. The doctors leave for a 2 hour lunch break often regardless of the state of the ward, and although someone is nominally on duty to be called in a emergency they will be at home which could be 30 minutes away.
If a child dies here, no body asks "why did that happen? Could something have been done to prevent this? What can we learn or do better next time?" It is just accepted as part of life.
I always used to get a little irked by endless clinical governance issues at home, but seeing a world without really brings out the importance of working in a enivronment where as a professional you must be accountable for your actions, and have a responsibility to remain up to date with the evidence for the best treatment for your patients.
Safe to say that any clinic or health professional who had not picked up the baby above sooner in the UK would have their practice scrutinised and measures put in place to ensure it didn't happen again, but here we will probably never know the true story and many more child will suffer malnutrition.
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