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Tuesday, September 21, 2010

List of Interesting Articles/Sites from Friends

Monday, September 20, 2010

Reminder When Things Don't Go as Planned

It's not " 'For I know the plans YOU have for you,' declares the Lord." Instead: " 'For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the Lord. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you; plans to give you hope and a future."


Thanks KP!

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Perspective Pictures and Cute Video of Old Couple

Here's a cute video of an old New York couple (Annie and Danny) that I saw on Cup of Jo blog:
http://vimeo.com/12562270
It's talks about their 27 years of love and ends with Danny's terminal cancer.

Here are some really cool Forced Perspective Photos!  (Thanks LW!)

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Branchial Cysts and First 2nd yr exam

Ah! Just got done with first exam of 2nd year...and here's something I should be studying instead of blogging about...branchial cysts!  Can you believe people come into the office and say it's been in the family for a long time? That their father, grandfather, or uncle had it?...
Branchial Arch Cyst*
Luckily it's just an embryonic malformation and there's really nothing wrong with it except it looks strange.  It can be easily resected surgically!
Look how translucent it is and how cleanly it comes out!*
*Really wanted to site the pics, but can't remember where they came from

Sunday, September 5, 2010

"Fainting" Goats! So funny!

Hahaha! These goats are ridiculous (yes, part of med school experience - YouTube).  
"Very important disease that plagues goats.  It's called myotonia congenita and targets the Cl channels causing sudden paralysis." -MNZ
So funny :D
"Fainting" Goats

Friday, September 3, 2010

Plumpy Nut - Patent or No Patent?

This article makes me so angry at those American companies who don't know anything about Plumpy Nut!!! - which was the therapeutic food for malnutrition produced by the organization I worked for this summer (Project Peanut Butter, run by Dr. Manary): http://www.nytimes.com/2010/09/05/magazine/05Plumpy-t.html?_r=3&pagewanted=1&hp It gives a pretty good background about it.

Child being fed Plumpy Nut in Sierra Leone

It talks about Nutriset, the company that has a patent on Plumpy Nut.  In order to make Plumpy Nut, other charity organizations have to first get a license from them.  There was mention that it was unethical because Nutriset was essentially "starving children" by preventing some large corporations from making their own Plumpy Nut and donating it.  Initially, I held the same point of view, but after working for PPB, I think differently.  There were some points that the article failed to mention:
  • Some of the companies suing Nutriset's patent on Plumpy Nut claim that it's essentially like peanut butter and people have been making it for years.  However, it's not true.  It's actually only 25% peanut butter.  The rest of it is a mixture of sugar, soya oil, palm oil, milk powder, emulsifiers, and micronutrients.  The suing companies claim that anybody could have made it, but if so, why hadn't they done that before?  Patenting doesn't always mean it's a new product (which in this case, it actually is), but it can also be using an old product for something different.  
  • Plumpy Nut was not a product that just came out of one days work - it's a product that's been under research, evaluation, and remodeling for at least 10 years, which also equates to millions of dollars in research.  Although it's not technically a drug, it is half way between a drug and food.  While people are unhappy that drugs cost so much money and say that pharmaceutical companies are always out for profit, people are also not aware that it costs about $800 million dollars to create just one drug.  Of course, I'm not advocating for pharmaceuticals, and I'm sure they do want to make profit, but I'm just saying that Plumpy Nut did not come free.  One of the purposes of patents is to guarantee that those who do put in the huge amount of money can actually regain that investment back.  Without these patents, people would not be investing in research for drugs, foods, technologies, anything because anybody else can just take that new idea and make profit off of it without having to invest in research money.
  • Something that's wasn't at all mentioned is that although these U.S. companies have good intentions to make and give out Plumpy Nut, I don't think they really have any idea what's the main issue.  The problem isn't so much the production of Plumpy Nut, but the DISTRIBUTION of it.  It's just so difficult to actually transport Plumpy Nut to the distance corners of districts in Africa where there is no paved road, electricity, running water, or other "essential" services. 
  • Furthermore, even if distribution were easier, Plumpy Nut is meant for children 1-5 who are malnourished.  But if you just distribute it without screening, documentation, and education, people won't understand how to use it, and will in fact sell them rather than treat their kids - it's already a problem in Sierra Leone.  
  • The last point that the article did touch on is that having U.S. corporations making Plumpy Nut will actually take profit away from local producers.  In fact, Nutriset has considered taking the patent off developing countries like those in Africa.  
I have to say, I'm easily swayed to think one way or another.  But while I put out all these arguments for Nutriset, I'm not completely advocating for them.  It's just providing the other point of view.  

Thursday, September 2, 2010

1 Billion for drugs; 2 Billion for military...per day

In class, we just learned that it costs about $800 billion for a pharmaceutical company to make a new drug...which led me to look up the U.S. military spending.

So the U.S. spends $2 billion per day on military, which is $711 billion per year.  

That consists of 47% of the world's spending on military, which is almost how much the rest of the world spends on military COMBINED.   Pie Chart of World Military Spendings


Everyone Should Donate Blood

Just finished watching an episode of BostonMed where a patient took up several pints of blood because he had fallen 15 ft from a ladder and nearly bled to death.  The massive usage of blood donations reminded of an outpatient case in Sierra Leone:


A patient came in while I was shadowing an outpatient doctor.  It turned out she had been to the hospital before because of vaginal bleeding while pregnant, but she had "ran off" - according to the nurse.  The situation was unclear, and depending on who I talked to, I gathered different information.  One source said she was just uncompliant and went home even though she was placed in inpatient care to be looked after.  Another source said she had no one with her, and because in Sierra Leone, in order to get transfusions, you had to have a relative donate blood, she went home to get someone.  In any case, she came back with a relative, but her condition had progressed to a much worse state (perhaps infection?).  


In any case, for all you capable blood donors out there - GO DONATE BLOOD!!!! It's a really great service we have in the States.  Can you imagine how difficult it would be to have to always take a relative with you when you have to go into surgery, and not even knowing if their blood will match yours? And then to be turned away if you didn't have an eligible donor?  So please, if you are more than 110lbs, haven't traveled to a malaria infested country (among other activities that could get you sick), have enough iron - scratch that - even if you don't have enough iron just eat more spinach - GO DONATE BLOOD!
Mothers at the malnutrition clinic in Kwama

Monday, August 30, 2010

Post-SL Trip: Things I'm Thankful for

Count your blessings! - I know, I know - it's such an overused phrase, but it's so true.  There are just so many comforts of the U.S. that people forget about, and I guess this is just a list to remind me of all the things that I missed.
  • Electricity! - I can't imagine how many times we'd be working in the factory and the electricity would just go off and someone would have to go and turn on the generator.  At the house we only had the electricity for 3 hours from 7-10pm from a generator, so there were many times when I'd be doing something where having the lights go off was VERY inconvenient. Or just doing things by candlelight was difficult:
    • showering
    • brushing teeth
    • reading a book
    • watching a scary movie - not fun...but the computer ran out of battery too, so didn't get to see the ending --still need to do that...
    • vomiting my guts out
    • baking
    • entering data
    • ...
  • Internet - especially fast internet! Occasionally there's be internet at a decent speed, but just having internet was a blessing!  But in general, internet was useful mainly to stay in contact with my boss.
  • Safe drinking water.  Yes, there were times when I had to conserve drinking water because I forgot to buy enough for upcountry.
  • Milk!  Oh my goodness, I can't believe how awesome cold milk is until I came back. mmmmm! There was only powdered milk, which I was okay with.
  • Orderliness/organization.  It's amazing how organized America is.  You can just step out on to the road and expect cars to follow the rules, or how you can just go to a store and expect to see the price on the product, and that would be the reasonable price to pay and not have to barter for every single thing.  You can just plan your day and that's generally how it'll go.  There's no saying what the day will bring in SL.  
  • Factories/industries: So nice to be able to know that if you want something, you can just find a store for it and buy it.  I just wanted to find spatulas one time and I couldn't find them.  
  • Hot showers! Oh man, every time I got into the shower I would think about how nice a hot shower would be.  
  • Running water.  Yes, there was mostly running water, but upcountry there wasn't - and I felt kind of guilty that people had to carry buckets of water for us to the guesthouse.
  • Food: So many people who didn't have that luxury. :(  There was a girl I talked to who I befriended upcountry.  One night she visited me, I asked what she had to eat during the day and she said she hadn't eaten all day (same as her brother).  When I asked her why, she said her dad had went to the city and didn't leave them any money.  When I asked why he went, she said to visit his other wife. 
  • Anesthetics: Watching mothers give birth with no anesthetics has almost made me reconsider having children.
  • Having reliable doctors/medicine.
  • Blood banks
  • ...
But overall, I gotta say that I had it good.  I was in a really nice compound that was fenced, and I got to live with some expatriots who were really amazing people!

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

SL Tid bits

Interesting Sierra Leone Facts:
* Seattle gets 3 ft of rain each year.  Sierra Leone gets 16 ft/year - all during the rainy season (June - October)
Typical Rain Day (Note the massive amount of water overflowing everywhere)

* The record LOW temperature is 68 degrees F (19 C), which is the lowest record high of any other african country.
* The average number of children per woman is 6.3.
* Largest export is diamonds, but mostly unpolished, which are of significant less worth than polished diamonds.
* There are no peanut butter or peanut manufacturing companies in the country (sucks for our NGO, Project Peanut Butter)

What to do if you hit someone with your car:
1) Very few people around: take the person to the hospital.
2) Lots of people around, don't even bother getting out and drive away quickly or else you might get killed.
Sierra Leoneons are very nice and friendly, but people forget that they've been through a war.  So when something happens, they fuel each other on, and it can get ugly.  They're really tough because that's how they got through the war.  As someone said, "It's like a switch."  One moment they are the friendliest people, and the next, they're beating someone to death.  Someone I met talked about how they were heading to church when rocks started being hurled around.  Turned out something had caused the people to turned on the police, and the police were retreating.  It's kind of unnerving to know that the police have no control other than creating traffic.


Language fun:
* Bus means cat
* In Krio: e sounds like "a", i sounds like "e", ay sounds like "i"...
* I "flash" you means calling someone briefly to give them your number

Sunday, August 1, 2010

First Poda Poda Experience!

Poda Podas are the equivalent to buses, but they are the size of a minivan, and generally hold 20 people excluding the driver.  It was very squished, and you can generally find one guy hanging out the door of the car, watching out for potential passengers.  Along with flowery, colorful designs, they also have interesting phrases on the back like "City Boy," "Madonna," and/or "Jesus is Great."  Yes, they can all be on the same poda poda.  Unfortunately, poda podas are the root of all traffic (well, okay, and police officers).  They just randomly stop in the middle of the road as people jump on and off.  On my poda poda experience, there was a rather large lady who tried to get on, but just as she sat down, she got up and left.  Turned out all the other passengers complained that she was taking too much room, and drove her off the poda poda.  Man, talk about democracy.    Anyhow, it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be.  In fact, I think I might incorporate poda podas into my nonexistent repertoire of public transportation.

Practicing Chinese in Sierra Leone

Who would've thought knowing Chinese would've been useful in Sierra Leone.  Even more curious is who would've thought the only sugar factory in all of Sierra Leone is operated by a Chinese family.  Anyhow, after looking up some business jargon on Google Translate and mentally rehearsing some of the things I might say, I think I managed to undergo a small business conversation in Chinese.  And to top it off, I got a free sprite.  We'll see if he really understood what I said after I see the result next week.


Also, before I would get really annoyed when people said "Ni Hao" or "Ching Chung" to me in the streets, and I would pretend I didn't speak Chinese, but then I realized sometimes it's a lot better to pretend I didn't speak English so that people would stop bothering me.  So then when people kept on bother me, I would just break into Chinese.  It really works!

Ah Bunge Di Squirrel

We were driving along the highway from Moyamba to Bo when all of a sudden, my driver cried out, "Ah Bunge Di Squirrel!"  He quickly pulled the car to the side of the road.  We asked, "What?!!" but he kept on repeating the same phrase.  He ran out the car, and by this time, we figured out that he had hit a squirrel.  He must have ran at least a few hundred yards back to check out the squirrel.  As he left the car, I yelled that he didn't have to worry about it and he can just leave it there.  Little did I expect him to return to the car proudly holding the squirrel by its tail.  He laughed as he told us how everyone from the nearby village was begging to have his dead squirrel.  Before we could say anything, he threw it in the car on the floor of the driver's seat.  We yelled at him to get it out of the car, but he said he was taking it to his brother so he can eat it.  How kind of him.  We decided it'd be okay, so we drove with this squirrel corpse and made him take a picture with it.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Watching the Miracle of Life

First time seeing a childbirth and a caesarian section!  It was such a crazy experience watching a baby come out of a person.  A whole freakin baby!  When I got there, the midwives told me I was receiving the baby.  I said I didn't know how, but they still gave me gloves and an apron.  It was crazy watching the whole process.  The midwives kept on saying "Push!!" as the mother exerted as much effort as possible in agony while a little tuft of hair protruded from her.  Initially, I wasn't sure what was protruding from the mother's vagina because it looked like it was so soft and deformable.  After a couple of pushes and many painful screams, it was clear the baby's head was way too big for the mother's opening, so the midwife took a pair of scissors and snipped the opening at 7 o'clock.  The mother didn't even flinch.  I can only deduce that the pain of childbirth already exceeded the minor pain of being snipped by scissors. 

Anyhow, the scissor trick appeared to work, and a head popped out.  A whole head with a pale, bluish face and plenty of hair.  I couldn't believe the size of the head compared to the opening I had seen earlier.  The midwife reported that the baby had an umbilical cord wrapped around his neck, but thankfully it was loose, so they just had to wait for the child to rotate naturally to the right or left.  The midwife demanded one last push, and with some quick maneuver, the shoulders came out, and the rest of the body just slid out like a fish out of someone's hands.  The midwife quickly grabbed the baby's feet and hung him upside down as the cord was removed from his neck.  The mother was told to hyperventilate to deliver more oxygen to the baby.

The baby looked so fake.  He was bluish and slimy and looked like a doll that had some manufacturing difficulties.  Man, babies are so gross when they first come out.  The umbilical cord also looked unreal.  It was so organized and smooth that it looked like a man-made plastic tube with a twist to it.  Anyhow, the cord was clamped and cut, and the baby gave out one tiny but purposeful cry to tell the world that he's ready to do some damage (well, he's already done plenty of damage). 

The mother's ordeal continues.  We waited for the placenta to detach as we watched for elongation of the umbilical.  That did not happen, so the midwife had to manually push down on the uterus to contract it while pulling on the cord.  Each time the midwife pulled on the cord, the mother cringed with pain.  Soon, a bag of blood vessels and lobes came out - the placenta.  The midwife checked to make sure there were no clots and the whole thing was intact before putting it in a bag so the mother can take it home and bury it in a special ritual.

To finish up this whole process, the opening's cut had to be sutured.  The midwife haphazardly stabbed the mother in various places near the cut to put in local anesthetics.  Then she continued to suture the cut.  I don't know if it's because the anesthetic wasn't enough or failed to take effect, but each stitch caused the mother to writhe in massive pain.  It seemed like it was done so roughly.  The needle sometimes got stuck at the outer skin level and the midwife had to really jerk it to get it through the skin.  I don't know how the mother would ever want another kid after this ordeal. After 5 sutures, she was finally allowed to rest. 

This whole process took place in a tiny room the size of a small bathroom.  The mother laid completely exposed on top of a cushioned bed that was simply layered with a plastic wrap.  The sutures were the wrong kind, so it had to be doubled up.  The mother didn't bring a lapa (fabric), so the child was wrapped up in her t-shirt.  But a real kicker was that to soak up the endless flow of blood, they used pads.  Yup, the same ones women use for periods.  A box of them was sitting on the empty bed next to the patient.  I guess if you think about it, they're probably the best at sucking up blood.  But still... there was one patient who had post-partum hemorrhage, and the doctor gave her some oxytocin shots, rubbed her uterus and breasts, and stuffed several pads up her vagina to stop the bleeding.  It was quite disturbing. 


Caesarian:
That was a lot of fun to watch.  The doctor went through layers and layers of various bodily material.  Then all of a sudden, there was a massive flow of fluid all over the place as the doctor entered the uterus.  The baby was extracted and hung upside down as in natural childbirth (do they always hang babies upside-down?).  Then the WHOLE uterus was pulled out of the tiny slit they cut in the abdomen to be sewn together.  The doctor was so smooth with his suturing that he was done in a couple of minutes.  After that, he just left - with the whole uterus still outside the mother's body - and had the medical officer (I'm guessing it's the term they use for doctor in training) finish up the suturing.  Oh man, it was a pain watching him suture.  Not only was he slow, the suture got caught up in clamps, the suture came out of the needle, he left too little suture at the end so he wasn't able to tie a knot, and many other little things that I'll probably do when I start rotations.  Ultimately, he finished, squished the uterus back into the abdomen, and sutured the rest of the layers together.  Mission accomplished.  Baby delivered. 

17 Year Old Mother:
I knew the mother was young, but I didn't realize she was only 17 years old!  She was just starting high school, and she had not married yet.  As she labored, I harbored a slight prejudice against her and kept on wondering if she had regrets. 

Anyhow, the birth continued with no complications, rips, or necessary scissor snips.  A tiny girl came out, but to everyone's surprise, her stomach was still distended.  She had twins!  Many people in Sierra Leone still don't have any prenatal care, so it wasn't a surprise that she didn't know she had twins.  The midwives suspected twins because of the large distension, but other than that, I think they were just as surprised. 

After the birth, I got to talk to the girl, and her story is a sad one.  Her father had died during the civil war, and her mother died unexpectedly when she was in elementary school.  She has several aunts, one of whom is very wealthy and have children living in London and America; however, the aunt abandoned her because of some strife with the girl's mother.  The cousins in U.S. or America would send money or gifts to the 17 yr old girl, but the aunt confiscated everything and made sure they never met. 

The teachers saw she was a smart girl, so paid for her education.  Then this boy near where she lived started to like her.  The boy's family got to know her and like her as well, so eventually she was living with them and they provided for her education.  At first I suspected some foul play, but when I asked if the boy and family were kind to her, she said they were like a blessing.  I wish her the best in her aspirations to be a bank manager. 

She had quite a lot of postpartum bleeding.  Please let her be okay.