Thursday, February 3, 2011
I'm not leaving.
saying goodbye
Monday, January 31, 2011
Rocketbus to Kigali
We’ve just returned home from a lovely dinner out with the residents and local staff. It was great to get together as a group outside of the academic setting and learn more about everyone. Alfred, the chief resident, gave a lovely speech about the residents’ commitment to hard work and thanked Patty and I for our help over the past month. It was a little sad to say goodbye to the junior residents as they’re heading back to Butare and we won’t see them again before we leave.
Lake Kivu, our weekend destination, was beautiful. Patty calls it the Rwandan Riviera. I saw a real hot spring bubbling from the earth and cooked some potatoes for dinner. Then I poached a salmon. Patty and I got a key piece of beach real estate and watched the sunset over the mountains in the Congo while people swam and fished in the orange glow. I certainly will add this to my list of best ever sunsets. What I won’t add to my “best ever” list was the hotel without mosquito nets. I think I got around 350 bites and spent most of the night defending my eyelids from mosquito mouthparts. Now I’ve quintupled my malarone dose and gone psychotic.
Sunday’s return trip to Kigali was a success. Patty had been fretting about the trip all week in anticipation of the bus ride. We decided to take the public bus home from Gisenyi. We drew up a careful dehydration plan so neither of us would have an accident on the bus (the bus stops for NO reasons on the way home). We showed up extra early to get good seats but Patty ditched me shortly into the trip and I ended up sharing my space with half of Rwanda. I think 5 people sat in 3 seats. I even had a little boy on my lap. I tried to get him to teach me how to count in Kinyarwanda but he was too entranced by the bus TV which blared “BET” dance videos for the next 3 hours. It actually wasn’t that bad and since we drove at Mach 3 we made it back to Kigali in record time. Patty secretly loved the bus.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Gisenyi
This photo was taken from near the top of the hill on my bike ride.
This is just outside of Kigali on the road north. In the foreground are banana trees.
Shannon and I traveled with Emmy to the Northern Province again this weekend. Our first stop was at the former home of Rosamond Carr, who was an American woman who moved to Rwanda in the 1950s and ran a pyrethrum (natural insecticide) plantation for many years until she converted the plantation to an orphanage after genocide. I have read her biography "Land of a Thousand Hills" about her many years in Rwanda. She lived to age 96 and when she died she was Rwanda's oldest citizen.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
7 Shots
This has been an interesting week. Monday was another successful “academic day” with the residents performing in their first ever simulation. Later in the day we bribed the residents with candy for correct answers to their homework assignments. This technique worked very well with avid participation but there was quite a lot of leftover candy (even though I handed out many secretly while Patty was on a quick break from the classroom). The leftover candy is now being used for directional purposes. I have been having trouble finding my way around CHUK (despite being here for 3 weeks now) so Patty leaves trails of candy between the OR building, the ICU, and the maternity suite and I’m able to find my way quite quickly now between each venue.
We had our first patient death this week which is obviously very upsetting. It was a case of a 9 day old 2 kg baby with multiple congenital abnormalities for omphalocele repair. This tiny boy was much too fragile to survive despite our efforts. We’ve discussed the case over and over again and certainly we have learned a lot but I think we’ll sting from this experience for a long time.
This evening I tortured all the residents with a journal club. I think it was pretty successful in the end. The guys picked up some snacks and drinks on their way to our apartment and Patty made a delicious salad. We stressed that the most important point of journal club was the food, and then the actual article. It was great to see everyone making such an effort to work through the paper and hopefully they will continue to host journal clubs in the future.
The picture is from our big night out at the Mongolian Grill. Sender and Emmy joined us. I’m glad they came, mostly for the company… but I would have had trouble carrying Patty home on my own.
highs and lows
We've had some very sad cases in the past few days but have also had some good moments. Shannon discussed our very sad death of a 9 day old child. We are heartbroken and hope we call all find a way to learn from this tragedy.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Simulation
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Nyungwe Forest
First of all, for the record, I did not drink the Primus!
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Nature's Toilet Paper
We are now back in Kigali after an excellent adventure to Butare and Nyungwe. I enjoyed our 3 days teaching in Butare. The junior residents were so keen and the pace was much less chaotic that CHUK. The anesthesia machines were pretty sketchy though. The first day in the OR we had a total ventilator failure that resulted in having to bring 2 more anesthesia machines into the room; one for its functioning ventilator, and one for its vaporizer. It was pretty crowded!
Something worth describing is the “cafeteria” at the hospital in Butare. They used to have a little place called “Yuppy is Yummy” but that is gone. It has been replaced by a building with 5 pots sitting next to a stack of plates and forks. I just peeked quickly into the pots and that was frightening enough. Patty and I decided just to grab a couple bottles of water and eat our usual crackers and peanut butter (which we carry everywhere, just like our passports). Unfortunately, beverages at the hospital cafeteria were limited to Coke and 1L bottles of Primus, the local beer. Patty got 2L of Primus and I settled on a Coke (which actually turned out to be some homemade concoction that tasted like salty rust disguised in a coke bottle).
Nyungwe was beautiful! It was just like a tv rainforest with vines and mist. Emmy convinced a guide to take us on the canopy trail even though it was closed for the day. It was around 4pm and the sun was shining. The walk was amazing. It involves a short hike down to a suspended trail over the treetops. I’ll admit that it was a bit scary with the bridge swaying as we walked, but the view was well worth it.
Yesterday we hiked to see a waterfall. Emmy joined us and we had a blast. Again we lucked into sunshine. Our guide pointed out many different trees with leaves used for traditional medicines. Nyungwe forest has 3 types of “toilet paper”: urticarial TP, procoagulant TP, and soft TP. It is important to learn the difference.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Butare teaching and further animal adventures
Shannon and I have spent the last three days working in Butare, a much smaller city than Kigali and home of the National University of Rwanda. It is cooler here and I find I am wearing a sweater much of the day (yes, I know there won't be much sympathy from Canada).
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Animal Highlights (and Lowlights)
Everyone told me before my trip that seeing the mountain gorillas would be a highlight. I was having my doubts while scrambling up the side of a volcano, slipping in dark mud, and plucking nettles from my knees but the experience was more than worth it. I even enjoyed the difficult trek because the view was amazing.
At first the gorillas were mostly up in the trees but they came down as our group approached. We got to spend an hour watching them play and eat. Of course, the babies were the best part. They were extra cute and totally uncoordinated. “Charles”, the silverback and alpha male of the family was huge and lazy. It seems as though he is getting a head start for next Movember after being totally humiliated by Hinkewich in 2010.
Today Patty and I made the journey to Butare. The scenery was so beautiful and we even saw a rainbow in one of the valleys. I was pretty excited about Butare until about 7 minutes ago. Patty and I checked into the Credo Hotel and my room has a double bed, a real toilet that flushes, and a demonic amphibian. At first I thought the newt was just another Malarone hallucination. I was hoping it was really just a lizard so that it would have scales and not wet skin in case I stepped on it in the dark. Patty’s suggestion was to open my patio door (to let more of them in?). Do you see how its eyes glow? Pure evil. Good thing Sender doled out some Zopiclone before we left.
off to Butare
Shannon and I continue to enjoy academic day on Monday. The residents are keen to learn and very involved. We keep our sessions highly interactive and try to connect as often as possible to cases. There is always one presentation each week by one of the local residents. The quality continues to improve and they are also much more comfortable with English.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Virunga
Shannon and Emmy - road to Northern ProvinceMy African dress
After work on Friday, we drove with our friend and guide, Emmy, up to the Northern Province. I'm sure Shannon will write about her impressions of the countryside. We stayed at a funky little place in Kinigi. It was so cold Shannon had to wear fivelayers to bed (I forgot to tell her to bring thermal underwear to Rwanda).
The next morning, I rode Emmy's bike to the Headquarters where people are assigned to the gorilla groups they will visit. It was my first time on a bike in Rwanda and such a great pleasure. Having seen the gorillas on the past two visits, I decided to hike to Dian Fossey's tomb and the site of the Karisoke Camp. Shannon did the gorilla hike (again, I'm sure she will write about that).
I was the only visitor hiking to Karisoke, so headed out with a guide, a porter, and three armed soldiers. The hike was straight up hill and it was very muddy. It was significant physical exertion! We got to the site after 2 1/2 hours. There is almost nothing left, since after Dian Fossey was killed, people took anything and everything. However, the location of the buildings has been marked and there is Dian's tomb, which is right next to her gorilla friend, Digit, in the gorilla graveyard.
We stopped in Ruhengeri at the Muhabura Hotel for some lunch and had a rainy drive back to Kigali.
Sender arrived last night. He is a surgeon who is heading up a teaching program for the surgical residents, much like what we are doing for anesthesia. Ariane and I know him from March. He will be staying in our apartment for a while until the surgical apartment is ready. He's great fun and it's good to see him again.
I've spent most of today working on a talk to present at the Safer Surgery Conference. I did have my early morning two loops of Nyamirambo hill and we just got back from our swim.
On to week two....
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Grounds of CHK
Lunch at Karibu
Looks good doesn’t it? I was entirely impressed with the selection and the price…. Until the next day. In fact, Patty and I paid dearly for this choice. Things are better now.
A very interesting day at work today. I got to take part in the case of a 21 year old woman with severe mitral stenosis, aortic and tricuspid regurgitation, and active asthma for c-section. We discussed the case thoroughly at “morning report” and had a solid plan, sans invasive monitors (so, more like a semi-solid plan). Unfortunately our carefully titrated epidural failed so the patient had a c-section with a partial block and halothane by mask. The vitals were stable throughout and mom and baby did very well. The baby was named Kevin (or the Kinyrwandan version) which means “the one who will watch over me”.
This evening Patty and I are having two of the residents over for dinner. These residents are leaving for Halifax in two weeks and we will try to answer their questions. Patty is in the kitchen cooking up a storm while I learned how to parboil and peel tomatoes. Has anyone ever done this? It seemed like an awfully great effort just to avoid a little GI issue. But, then I remembered lunch at the Karibu.