Liberia #21

Liberia #21

There is good news! As I was talking to Audrey this morning on Skype, she looked up Ebola and Liberia. Apparently the news this last week from the health minister, was that there are only 5 confirmed cases of Ebola currently in the country. A few months ago, there were around 300 new cases, in a week or maybe more. So that is encouraging.

I rounded quickly this morning in hopes of going to church, as it is Saturday. We have 10 patients currently. It is nice to have a little reprieve. Rounds took about 40 min. It is amazing how fast things can go when I do not have to document in a computer. And when there are so few labs and other things to follow up on, that speeds it up as well.

At midnight last night, I’m called to see a Lebanese man in a car outside. He has been short of breath for three days. He got a pacemaker somewhere outside Liberia a couple years ago. I felt his pulse with my gloved hand, irregular. I listened to his heart and lungs. It was difficult to tell what the sounds were from all his groaning, that apparently he couldn’t stop. As we have no EKG or chest x-ray. I recommended that they go to another hospital. Maybe ELWA or the catholic hospital. They were hesitant, but eventually I convinced them that he was better served elsewhere. The other man was pleased and put up his hand for a fist bump- seemed a little strange, but we bumped fists, his and my glove. They drove away in their Subaru legacy.

Sabbath afternoon, I came “home” from church and took a nap. In the evening Dr. Seton and I went to meet dr. John Frankhauser from the ELWA hospital for supper at the Sajj restaurant. He has been here for a little more than a year and had a leadership roll in starting the first ETU (Ebola treatment unit) at the ELWA hospital. This is the same hospital that Kent Brantley, Rick Saccra, and Nancy ? were from when they contracted Ebola. It was nice to sit and talk with him. Apparently they have a 40-bed hospital and besides Cooper Hospital are the only other hospital fully functional. He and one other doc, swap call every other night to take care of patients. Apparently they do many C-sections for obstructed labor, while on call. The Sajj was lovely, I had a vegetarian pizza, and it tasted great! That is the same place I got a falafel sandwich last time.

Later in the evening we were invited to Peter’s place for a barbeque. He runs an NGO that manages and equips all the burial teams in Liberia, 60 in number. The compound was lovely. A series of apartment buildings, with guards. A flower garden out front, with a huge pool overlooking the ocean. There were about 15 people there, all from different NGO’s. Apparently Peters NGO is turning down donations, because they have so much money. Wish that Cooper Hospital had that problem. Then maybe we could get some reasonable blood work, get an EKG, and maybe have a functional X-ray! Hard to diagnose things with only ultrasound, and suspicion! I had a nice time talking to different people and finding out about their NGO’s and what they were doing here. Got back late and hit the sack, after my bucket bath.

Liberia #20

Liberia #20

How big does YOUR hernia have to be before you want it repaired? Now Ive seen old pictures in textbooks of men with their scrotum in a wheelbarrow because it is so large with elephantiasis. But for a hernia, not quite that large. How about when your scrotum is the size of a lemon? An orange? A grapefruit? Ive seen all these sizes this past week. Single side, both sides, young men, old men. All with pain that they have supported for months to years.

Im called to see a 14 year old girl in a car. I go out and listen to the story. Her father is well dressed in his slacks, nice shirt and tie. She sits in the front seat of what looks like a Honda accord. She has had rectal bleeding for 2 days. A week ago she had headache and fever. A little diarrhea yesterday. She hasn’t been around anyone sick or any dead people. I determine that she has enough symptoms to warrant an evaluation at an Ebola Treatment unit. I do not examine her. I prescribe some Cipro and Flagyl, in case this is dysentery, and refer her to the ETU.

“Doc, dere a burn” What? “Dere a burn outsite”. Ruth is telling me that there is a new patient with a burn outside. I ask where and she calls the name. A grandma, carries up a 1year old boy with both legs blistered and the right foot, white. I put on my gloves. The boy is not crying. As I touch a couple areas he crys, then stops when I stop. I touch his white foot, nothing. This is likely burned deep enough, that it has burned the sensation nerves. We check his temperature, and ask all the usual screening questions, to which all the answers are no. I have them weigh him and then start calculating how much fluid to give him within the next 8 hours then rest of the day. (there are specific formulas for this in burn resuscitation) I ask the family to find honey, so I can do the dressing with it.

Another girl arrives in a car outside, and Im asked to go down and evaluate by the PA. This week the PA’s are working- so much nicer not to have 30 patients in clinic waiting for me. This girl is late teens, or early 20’s. She has sores all over her body that they say have been there for a couple months. There is traditional “medicine” (looks like dung and grass) on the top of both feet which are each a huge sore. In Cameroon this would be to “draw the pus out” It is very effective. Imagine, you put cow dung on a open sore, and sure enough, pus comes out!!! She has had some vomiting and looks a bit pale, had a fever yesterday. This could all be from the chronic wounds, but Im not taking chances. I decide to prescribe her some medicine and send her home. I tell the family how to clean off that dung, and put honey and a dressing on those areas twice a day. I give her antibiotics and iron. If they do these things, she is likely to do well. If not, she won’t make it. This is the sad reality of living in the land where Ebola resides, everyone is cautious or over cautious. Many hospitals are still not providing any real services, partially because of staffing, partially because of fear…

A man arrives this evening who is short of breath. He has been this way for the past three days. He has a host of labs done at another hospital, and a chest x-ray. The labs show he is HIV positive, and has a high white blood count. The x-ray shows near complete white out of one side and markings of pneumonia on the other. I admit him and start treating for suspected HIV related lung infection. By the time he makes it to the floor he is dead.

I want to go for a run/walk on the beach, but am called to see another boy. He is 22 and has a urine catheter poking out of his lower abdomen from his bladder. It had been placed more than a year ago when he couldn’t urinate. He has been changing the catheter each month as requested, till this time when it has been 2 months. He went to another hospital and someone tried to pull out the old one and put in a new catheter. The old one came out partially. The balloon was outside the skin, but the tip wouldn’t come out. I gave it a good pull, stretching out the tube from 1 inch to 3 inches. The patient was all over the place but the catheter didn’t move. I didn’t have any instruments in my office. So I went to the storage room to look around. The OR was already locked. So I find a pair of clamps and put alcohol on them and poke them one in beside the tube. It was a slow process, causing a bit of pain. A catheter that has stayed in a while develops some hard stone like, buildup on the tip. So I slowly crushed this and eventually was able to get out the catheter. I reinserted another sterilely. He was much happier. I hope he can get a urethrogram and then come back, we may be able to help his stricture.

It is way past dark, so no run on the beach tonight.

Liberia #19

Liberia #19

First I want to thank you all for praying for me. And please continue.

I dream of (miss):

How many times have you been in a pool and thought, wow seems like they put to much chlorine in here! I sense that on a regular basis here. If I touch a patient, I wash with chlorine afterwards. If I had a bare hand, rare, then I wash my hand. If I have gloves on, usual, then I wash my gloves. I smell like chlorine all the time, it covers up my BO from sweating profusely.

Ive decided my favorite meal is falafel sandwich! I don’t eat it often, but when I do get a chance to have it- IT IS AMAZING! Second is lentils. Because you can cook them and they have a decent taste by themselves, and you can eat them for many meals afterwards. PB and J sandwiches are the next most common. Tasty but predictable.

I long to be with my wife! Im missing her a lot and having your best friend to hang out with and discuss things with, you realize is so important, and you realize it most when it cant happen.

Cold! I want to be cold. To feel chilly or down right cold. When I can wear lots of cloths and still not be sweating. Wear normal operation room attire and not be dripping from my eyebrows and wonder if it will fall on the patient or off the side towards me.

Be back with my OR staff that appreciate sterility like I do and watch out for it and expect it. To have staplers to do anastomoses and close skin with. A 15 min or less intestinal anastomosis in stead of an hour! An OR staff that doesn’t complain when the day goes past 4PM. A cautery cord that is truly sterile! Gloves that fit and are thick enough to not rip if touched by tape. Orders that are followed in the chart. Medicines that are given when ordered and given correctly in dosing, time and frequency.

Nurses that know how to put in a urinary catheter in a sterile way. And know not to blow up the balloon in the urethra. I’ve delt with that 4 times now. (can cause lifetime stricture and difficulty peeing).

Someone else to deal with sick children! They generally are rather resistant. But when they crash, they die quick. And the correct dose of medicine is SO important, the smaller they are.

I miss sitting by the front window in the morning having my own devotions with my wife near by, or the dog trying to sit on my lap.

So I’m enjoying the variety of surgery that third world surgery offers, but miss many important things.

Liberia #17

Liberia #17

Me an anesthetist or anesthesiologist? I can do it, if need be. I’ve decided after yesterday that I don’t like it! The other end of the patient is much more interesting and my preference.

It was Friday and I did part of the rounds as usual. Some getting better some staying the same, none died overnight. I’m am called to go outside to see a sick person in a car that they say has liver cirrhosis. I take about 30 minutes to finish what Im doing. Then head outside. The people milling about indicate the car. I peer into the back seat to see an old man laying still on the seat. He doesn’t breath. I think he is dead. I put a gloved hand on his neck, no pulse, he’s already dead. They said when they were coming in that he was breathing, very slowly. I call the burial team to do their assessment. They will come and do their assessment, then decide whether to take the body and cremate it due to Ebola risk or let the family take him to a funeral home.

A 40 year old woman has had a chest tube in for weeks, with pus draining out. The tube fell out a few days ago. There was remaining fluid and air in the chest outside the lung, and a trapped lung. Dr. Seton decided to open the chest to clean out what she can, and asks me do the anesthesia. I do not know the gas dosing of isoflurane that is available here or how to run the machine. She doesn’t think it will take but about an hour, so I decide to use Ketamine. An aid in the OR places a second IV line. I give the antibiotic, anti-nausea, and IV fluids. Then the Ketamine IM and some IV. The patient is asleep and breathing on their own. Dr. Seton preps and drapes the left back. She makes an incision and after some dissection, is into the lung space. Pus and rotten tissue is found. She plucks out chunks of rotten stuff and the stench in the room is significant. She decides to resect a rib and leave the space open so it will drain adequately. She does find a small area with lung, but most is just fibrous tissue and cannot be removed safely. From an anesthetic standpoint, the patient does great under Ketamine. There is no family around to watch the patient, so I keep her in the OR off to the side to watch her. Rather than delay further, early afternoon, I have them bring the next patient in. So I will keep an eyeball on one while giving anesthesia to the other.

The next on was in a motor vehicle accident more than a week ago and likely has an open fracture of her left elbow (humerus, radius and ulna). There are about three flexible areas in the arm where one should be. After Ketamine and other premedications, Dr. Seton explores the area and finds no discernable opening to the bones. So she does a dressing and the makes a splint out of plaster of paris. Then wait about 30 minutes for it to set up.

Eventually a family member arrives for surgery #1 and so we wheel her back to her room.

At about 4PM, the guy with the posterior dislocation of his knee for one month, and open fracture, refuses to come to the OR till his brother is there to sign. He initially went to the largest hospital in mid December, and was turned away, that they were only dealing with Ebola care at that time. So has been having he leg dressed at some clinic for the past month. He’s been to a number of other hospitals too, all of which are full or not doing non-ebola care. I wish he had been here at that time. Drs. Seton and Saunders could have delt with it much better at that time. Now there will be much scar tissue. So the second off the list. We’ve already cancelled a breast cancer today when it was so late. She will be done next week, and I guess this guy will be as well, continuing dressing changes as it has been done for the past month.

The woman to evaluate is about 40. She has had abdominal pain for about 3 weeks. Now on ultrasound by Dr Seton, it appears that she has a ruptured appendix with an abscess. She’s also had nausea, but denies vomiting, but hasn’t eaten much in many days. She’s a bit distended. Dr. Seton feels that she can stay low on the abdomen, so we decide on doing a spinal. I pre-treat the patient with about a liter of IV fluids, then prep the back after marking my injection site. Using a sterile technique, I insert the spinal needle low in the back at the appropriate angle. With a few inward adjustments, there is clear spinal fluid. I inject the long acting spinal anesthetic. She lays back. By the time Dr. Seton is ready to cut, she cannot feel anything below her upper abdomen and is breathing fine. As Dr. Seton enters the abdomen, the firm area is found and appears to be stuck to the colon on the right side and the left. She opens, the abscess and finds thick mucus. A mucocele of the appendix? After further investigation she palpates some enlarged nodes, so a mucinous cancer seems more likely. It is also attached to the abdominal wall. So resect or leave it and give her an ostomy. The decision is made to resect, giving her the longest chance of survival. Other than local nodes, no other signs of metatasis are seen or felt. Now we are in for the long haul. And now Dr. Seton needs to go higher. The patient starts feeling pain. Then retching. Liters of feculent smelling materials come out of her mouth, pooling around her neck and dripping off the table. The room wreaks. Im glad that she is fully awake, and she hasn’t aspirated, she doesn’t even cough once, vomiting laying on her back! I place an NGT and withdraw 2-3 more liters using a 60ml syringe. The suction they cannot seem to get connected to work properly at the moment, and when they do, it doesn’t draw out any, so I continue with the syringe. Since she is having pain, I start ketamine, and also want to protect her airway, so I intubate her. I breath a short prayer for guidance and insert it without difficulty, Praise GOD! Will Ketamine keep her going long enough? I believe so, I’ve done a number of hours in Cameroon under Ketamine. I give it to her in the muscle and in the IV. I also put her on the ventilator, once I figure out how to make it run. It is a strange combination, a ventilator and ketamine. But the dosing of isoflurane, or even if it is in the machine, I cannot tell. So I stick with what I know. Now that there is airway control and NGT evacuated her stomach. I wish I had the anesthetist I work with here! Dr. Seton also says it invades the abdominal wall. So after about 4 hours of working on the patient, the cancer is out. Two anastomosis need to be done. Each of these take about an hour, using the hand sewn technique. Not intestinal staplers here! At the end of the surgery, the patient is breathing on her own, and the stomach is empty. I take out the breathing tube and watch her for a half hour. She remains stable. I get to bed about 1AM. Long day! I do my bucket bath in the water we have, cold. And go to bed fairly wet. Hopefully to keep me cool enough to sleep quickly before I finish evaporating.