Wednesday, 3 October 2012

No CT scan = unavoidable death

Dr. Emmanuel Ayodi Lusigi tells his story.

Today i spent my day at Nyanza Provincial General hospital{JOORH},and am an angry man.angry at the system.i went to pick the body of my dear friend Eric Lugaya Kikuyu who had suffered a head injury 48hrs earlier following an RTA.Am angry because all that was needed for Eric tu ride his bike again was a CT scan but because the is no scan in a public hosi in the whole of western region and nyanza,and the familly dint have 100k to deposit in aga khan there is liittle that could be done in time to save this bright 22yr old who was doing bodaboda to help him raise enough money to continue his bachelor of agribussiness at egerton university after being opharned 2yrs ago and thus becoming the sole bread winner of his 4 younger sibblings

As we sat on t

he mortuary lawns with Dr.Belinda akinyi waiting for the forensic pathologist to come we reviewed the case and for sure it was a clear case of subdural heamatoma and our fears were confirmed as Dr muturi o
pened the vault and walaaaaa!all that was required to save him was a Ct scan.

The blood eric shed,the tears the family will cry,the superless nights his siblings will have are squarely on NYONGO,KIMANI and the Rest of the MAFYA at AFYA.

how can over 1/4 of the kenyan population lack a ct scan at there disposal.no Ct scan all the way from the highs of mt elgon to the plains of the isbania boarder yet mediheal hospital less than 10 YEARS after its establishment has an MRI!!!!

So today we struggle for all kenyans from the boda boda riders and our freinds and relative who use them, to those of us are lucky enough to drive around and incase of an unfortunate eventuality we will end up in a govt facility and face the same fate as Eric.

So REST IN PEACE MAN and for as its ALUTA CONTINUA.

The Registra question..

MY NON-MEDIC FRIEND,I AM YOUR DOCTOR FRIEND, AND I WANT TO SHED SOME LIGHT FOR YOU. I AM TIRED,TIRED!! OF THE MEDIA SAYING A REGISTRAR IS AN INTERN,AMONGST HIGHLIGHTING OTHER INACCURACIES FROM OUR POLITICIAN HEAD OF HEALTH. HERE IS THE REAL TRUTH.

I choose to offer free and fair education to you, my friend.. and clear the air..

QUESTION 1.) JUST WHO IS A REGISTRAR?

ANSWER- It starts like this...FORM FOUR LEAVER - MEDICAL STUDENT (Either in UoN, Moi teaching and Referral, Eldy,au Majuu) - GRADUATE -,and then...

MEDICAL OFFICER INTERN(this is the KYM of all Medicine cadres..the real backbone of the district and provincial hosis.. actually, all hosis.. kama housegirl..working like a donkey!!for a year,no leave,no life, no time to date,drinks to drown sorrows..Internshit, i wouldn't re-do it even if I got paid a milli a month, why lie!!) -

MEDICAL OFFICER (fully licensed after one year of completing internshit..yes, that's what we call it.. it's like torture chambers!)

SENIOR MEDICAL OFFICER(having worked two yrs for gava post internship.. but don't let the word "senior" fool you!,ni ufala tu,no promotions are going on! ) - and then...

REGISTRAR (huyu sasa ameamua ku-apply shule aingie Masters, either gava-sponsored, or has kusanyad his peanuts and scrambled them together to pay 1st year fees, au ameomba loan..this one works exclusively at KNH, or MTRH, practically on their own, coz they are QUALIFIED DOCTORS,seeking to specialize..I only have one way to describe this world of a registrar.. HELL ON EARTH.. RIDE, OR DIE. Internshit kando. Nuff said.) -

JUNIOR CONSULTANT(finally after going through hell and kissing Satan's a**,then kickin' it, by God's grace and nothing else, one attains his/her Master's degree) -

SENIOR CONSULTANT/PROFESSORS,ETC..(hawa sasa ndio ma-Roc Boys..HAWA WAMEFIKA..hawa wanaishi Runda et al..hawa wako na magari za strength.. haijalishi ati nywele zao ni za grey..)

So, based on this, enyewe kuita registrar ati Intern, the only excuse ni ati umevuta bangi kutoka Jamaica. Ile ya Bob Marley.

QUESTION 2.) DESCRIBE THE WORK THAT THESE REGISTRARS DO.

ANSWER- I'll give you one example..out of a million.. Obs/Gyn registrars do >90% of the C/S (ceserean sections) at KNH without supervision. A C/S costs say 12 gees, and the registrar is paid nothing, to do it.. In one night on call, a registrar easily does OVER 7 C/S, earning the hospital 180K or so. Is asking for half of what you bring in in one night too much??!! SERIOUSLY???!
World over, registrars are paid, and DO NOT pay school fees. Look for examples from Africa. A good example is Aga Khan closer home(yet Aga Khan is a private institution)

QUESTION 3.) WHY DO SOME REGISTRARS OPT TO "PRIVATELY SPONSOR" THEMSELVES?

ANSWER- Due to the frustration in waiting for the rare Government scholarships. I think if one privately sponsored registrar gave their own story on this, that would help.
Note that even though these private sponsors may pay your tuition fee, they do not provide a monthly stipend. Registrars are often in their late twenties and thirties, with families to feed, school fees and rent to pay.WITH NO MONEY.
The 80 hours/week, needless to say leave no room for extra work for one to support themselves. These hours are ridiculous in the first place. In Belgium for example, registrars are not allowed to work for more than 48 hours/week, because beyond this, you cease being effective, your patients get a raw deal.
SO,IN A NUTSHELL.....
If indeed the registrars are not that important, why is KNH and MTRH empty? This is because registrars RUN these hospitals, they run the clinics, the wards, the theatres.

EWE,MWENYEZI MUNGU,UTUSAIDIE TUEPUKE UKOLONI MAMBOLEO!!!


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AN open letter From a pathologist to Prof

Prof Anyang' Nyongo,

Bwana Minister, as you would so painfully be aware, the definitive diagnosis of any cancer relies on evaluation of biopsy specimens. However, I do not know whether you are aware that outside the Major Public Referral Hospitals (KNH and MTRH), Public Hospital Labs are not capable of processing and analysing tissue biopsies to render the diagnosis. Instead, the majority of patients who are poor have to send their biopsies to Private Labs.

How many times have patients remained in the wards with no diagnosis on the cancer that's eating them away since they are not able to afford the cost of histopathology in Private Labs? How many times have I seen patients flush biopsies down the toilet since the cost of processing them is beyond their reach? And how many times have the few patients who've managed to send the biopsies to Private Labs have their specimens rejected or biopsies not rendered since our hospitals lack formalin?

More times than I care to remember Bwana Minister! Lucky are you who are able to go to San Fransisco to enjoy such privileges and land back in the country after diagnosis and treatment only to give lip service to the direction of cancer management in the country!

Ask yourself, as a privileged patient who understands the ravages that cancer wreaks what you have done to help the poor Kenyan cancer patients who depend on your Ministry for Healthcare.

Let us have functioning Public Hospital Labs with equipment and reagents, not peremende talk from you. Let our practice of Pathology not be limited to Post-Mortems but to helping rid out nation of this scourge.

#cancersucks #peremendemovement

Yours sincerely,

Kenyan Pathologist.
By Dr. Julio EtabalĂ©

pure slavery..

In the late 1990s my Mother and I came to Kenya when I was just barely 2 years. My father had come the year before. We were fleeing from the war that was there in my country. Since then I have lived in Kenya. I attended nursery school then began my primary school. In 1999 I sat for my Kenya primary school certificate and was lucky to get into one of Kenya’s prestigious high schools where I successfully completed my kcse.
My admission to the university was guaranteed but I was compelled to be treated as a foreigner requiring me to pay an extra 20% more than the average Kenyan. This made it quite a challenge for my parents to pay the fees and this was compounded by the fact that I was I was interested in the medical program. This meant I had to enter into the parallel medical program which was expensive by all standards.
This forced me to look for a cheaper alternative. I was lucky to get a good Samaritan who offered to give me a chance to pursue my dreams of being a medical doctor.
As soon as I graduated from abroad I came back to Kenya. A place I have always known as Home.
To me Kenya has always been my home. This is where I have been brought up and went to school right from nursery. My siblings were all born in Kenya. Today I am doing my internship at a district hospital and am denied pay just because the government considers me a foreigner.
The current government and officials at the ministry of medical services deem it right that I should render services without pay. Be ready to answer every call regardless of the time! Be in good health at all times, and be as energetic as can be to answer to this noble call when needed! Yet on its part it does not find it necessary to pay for services rendered. The excuse is as we have all heard before the government has no money more so to pay a foreigner. The government of Kenya previously paid all refugees …as now referred to!!
I do kindly ask what more would make one a Kenyan? By virtue of being born to a Kenyan parent? Yes.. One too can be a citizen of Kenya through registration. Where then are those like us bred in Kenya for more than 25 years? What of those born and bred in Kenya? Where do we come in? Are we not entitled to being citizens of the only home we have known despite the fact that our parents are not Kenyans. Why is it that its no longer convenient for AFYA HOUZ to pay so called refugees???””
Is it right neigh moral for the government to expect people to work for no pay? Which law guarantees this kind of barbaric action to be perpetuated in this age and time?
The Chinese as we know them got citizenship awarded by the president himself!!!
Is aint it impunity by mafia houz to expect one to do internship without pay???"


STOP EXPLOITATION IN HEALTHCARE!!!

From med school..

Weighing GoK and the Doctors’ strike – WHOSE FAULT IS IT?

We have seen lecturers, teachers, nurses and now doctors in all levels (interns, registrars, MOs, and doctors themselves) strike for better working conditions and better pay. But why do doctors have to fight for their pay yet no one can work for free? Has society and culture made us feel that wanting to earn a living should dictate our choice of profession? The so called “noble” professions are seemingly not so any more. They more than most are repeatedly taking to the streets demanding better pay and improved working conditions. “Who is to blame?” we ask; and then we quickly point fingers at each other. The Ministry of Medical Services wants Kenyans to perceive it as immoral and selfish for doctors to go on strike. In my point of view, there are two ways to look at it:
1. Either our society had become so materialistic that it reflects clearly on these professions OR 2. The leadership of our country is becoming questionable in its priorities regarding public interest.
OUR GOVERNMENT’S EXTRAVAGANCE
So maybe doctors are being immoral and selfish. But if doctors are as we judge them, could it not be that it is because of what our leaders expose us to as a nation: Ksh. 400 million vice-presidential mansions, gas guzzlers whose weekly fuel needs could power a small village for a day or twenty, exotic vacations at the sunniest sandiest resorts at the coast, Ksh. 200,000 seats – that are used for only a few hours every week… And as if to mock our collective intelligence, the speaker of the National Assembly goes ahead to say that MPs should receive a salary increment because they are “…paid peanuts…” Such extravagance is not just limited to the august house. At the recently concluded London Olympics, Kenya sent 32 world-class Olympians- whose glory was then watered down by a whopping 200 officials in the name of support. Said supporters were nowhere to be seen when our sportsmen and women needed a much needed morale boost. In fact, the officials apparently travelled earlier to Bristol leaving a part of the team behind training. If provided with this evidence, and that of the countless scandals through which our leaders have siphoned off billions of taxpayer money, the average Kenyan would infer that there is in fact more than enough money to cater for the needs of this country, or that the little that should get the job done is being stolen as they watch.
In light of the government’s extravagance I am forced to ask myself whether the priorities of the government are in the right place.
THE LONG AND TEDIOUS JOURNEY OF A MEDIC
Currently the longest undergraduate degree to qualify for in Kenya is the medical one. It takes 6 years for one to become a general practitioner, who while very capable of addressing a majority of ordinary health concerns, has no capacity to deliver specialized care. For one to acquire specialist skills takes another 4 – 5 years of post-graduate training (compare with 3 – 4 years undergraduate degree training and 2 years post graduate training in most other disciplines- with the option of working, since most of these programs are evening classes).
In Kenya, admission to a post-graduate program in medicine requires at the very least, an impressive academic record and excellent clinical skills. In Kenya, one must either be government or self-sponsored. To receive government sponsorship, one must work for at least 2 years in the public sector before being considered eligible.
After having spent 6 years in undergraduate training, a 2 year hiatus followed by 5 more years of intensive full-time training might appear too great a sacrifice. This, together with the competitiveness of earning government sponsorship (and the demand for specialists) leads many a student to choose to fund their postgraduate training. Once admitted, the registrar- as the post-graduate student is now called; begins a journey of apprenticeship and ceaseless practice. Inasmuch as they are taught through instruction and demonstration, a large part of the learning experience at this level is practice. In simple terms, registrars perform most of the procedures in teaching hospitals. In spite of the patient being charged for these procedures, the registrars receive no pay for the service they render.
In total, one will spend between 11 and 13 years between beginning medical school and becoming a specialist in a medical field in Kenya. During this time, one- who might be married and have started a family- will not have earned a single cent from applying their skills.
But enough of all this immorality and selfishness- wherever it may come from. Something is a-festering somewhere methinks, and someone should attend it soon.
A BIG PROBLEM
In the recent months, we have seen how much more it would cost us if Kenya failed as a nation. In Mombasa, the youth –turned mercenaries- resorted to treasonous acts and hurled grenades at their countrymen. The very fabric of patriotism unravelled as they kissed the foreign hand that fed them, and bit the cruel hand that bred them. It is said that their thirty pieces of silver were a paltry ten dollars per grenade.  Everywhere in Kenya these past two weeks, doctors, teachers and lecturers have abandoned their posts in actions that popular opinion would call heretical. Apparently, the care of the sick and the education of a nation’s youth cannot be abandoned at any cost. Apparently also, patriotism and all things black, red and green are immutable, blood-borne and forever. Why then are our young people so easily sold to the enemy? Why then are the most noble of our public servants so ready to leave their posts? If the government will not respect a (self) empowered group such as lecturers, doctors and teachers- in terms of education level, work ethic in building the society and appreciation by the society; how much less can they care about as vulnerable a group as the youth who unfortunately may not have the same opportunities? It goes beyond just immoral and selfish medics Mr. Nyong’o. It goes down to the fundamentals of the government that you represent to protect the rights of its honorable citizens. And so we are frustrated and angry and abandon principle.
Is there a country in the world that doesn’t pay its registrars? In Malawi, interns are given free housing. Hasn’t Rwanda, a country that is yet two decades old from being war torn, ensured that they treat the healthcare industry much better? Aren’t there on going, serious violations of rights to health (especially maternal and child health) in Kenya due to its policies- perhaps the reason why the country’s maternal and under 5s mortality rates are barely improving? Of poor policies, hadn’t our current National health policy become outdated in 2002? It is the job of the government to spearhead these policies. There are not enough pediatricians and obstetricians (both post graduate degrees) at rural levels yet Mr. Nyong’o can’t help but fire those in training. Instead, isn’t it only rational to motivate Kenyans to empower themselves into taking up these responsibilities? They want it to seem that healthcare practitioners issue threats, yet, it is them who passively threaten everyone.
Private Doctors are concentrated in major cities of Kenya. There is a siege of highly qualified doctors in the environs around Kenyatta National Hospital (still a result of poor government policies). They are operational. Maybe this is the reason why Mr. Nyong’o is not shaken. He either visits these doctors or flies off to America for treatment. Never the government hospitals he represents. What does that say of his faith in a Ministry he heads? Can it be he asks himself for what reason is there to educate our own if the policies the Ministry made aren’t meant to function? Leaders lead by example- it is implicit. Can we really afford to be led to follow considering the evidence that the government’s priorities are not in its people’s welfare?
No matter which way one looks at it Mr. Nyong’o, governance is to blame. I only have two questions for you Mr. Minister: If you had the choice of picking any government profession in the current situation of our country (on condition that you are not to pick your current one). Which one would you? Would you then be ecstatic and thrilled to build the nation for free?

Association of Medical Students of the University of Nairobi (AMSUN).

Response from the public

SOLDIER ON DOCTORS!!!!
by Margaret Ayienda on Saturday, December 10, 2011 at 9:11pm

My first unfortunate and very personal encounter with the public health system was about two years ago.This is the time my mother was diagnosed with cancer,cervical cancer to be precise.I must say it was a long heart rending journey that has and will always be etched in my life.

We first consulted a gynaecologist at the KNH doctors plaza who then referred as to an oncologist immediately,who in turn told as that a sample of the growth was needed for accurate diagnosis and staging of the cancer to enable her to know what course of treatment to prescribe.It was a simple procedure,she said,and it only required that my mom be put under for about 30 minutes and it would cost some Ksh.5000 at KNH compared to private hospitals which would charge at least Ksh.20000.

We opted to for a private hospital due to the urgency and the procedure was done and we got the results in 5 days.The pathology report confirmed our worst fears and here began our never-ending trips to KNH.It was a stage 3 highly aggressive cancer.The oncologist ruled out a hysterectomy and chemotherapy citing it would be in vain because it had already spread to the surrounding areas and mom was to frail.The only option left was radiotherapy everyday for six weeks.

The radiotherapy sessions cost Ksh.330 per session at KNH compared to an average of Ksh.1200 at other private hospitals.Therefore we settled for KNH because the other hospitals were beyond our reach.We were given an appointment time of 8.00a.m everyday.Little did we know that it would translate to 12pm onwards.We would be at KNH by 6.00am but find at least 20 patients already in the waiting room..This was due to the long queues at the radiology department.The technicians would come in at 8.30am.Hitherto,i still shudder at the thought of that waiting room.Most patients were critical,with all types of cancers and worst of all the smell was sickening,nauseating to any healthy person.The washrooms were not any better and any sane person would have to go there with gumboots so as not to pick an infection.

More often than not,we were required to carry our own gloves because the radiology technicians always said they were out of stock.It was either you buy the gloves or if you are the caregiver,undress your patient and ensure the diseased part is exposed under the machine before they put in on.After each session was complete,the caregiver would be called upon to dress the patient and wipe the surface with a disinfectant.I recall, that with time i had to force mom to wear adult diapers simply because one of the side effects of radiotherapy,diarrhoea would not let up.I did this for her and myself to avoid infections from the washrooms because she had uncontrollable diarrhoea and could soil herself anytime of day.

After a gruelling one week of radiotherapy,the oncologist stopped mom's sessions since she had become too weak due to a dangerously low hb of 6.She consequently ordered a full blood count,fine needle aspiration of the inguinal nodes and a doppler because her thigh was swollen such that she couldnt walk.All these tests were carried out in different parts of KNH as i discovered that day.You can imagine my frustration having to take someone who cant walk even 50metres to the farthest ends of Knh for these tests.I got a 'good samaritan' (cleaner) who volunteered to get me a wheelchair for Ksh.50 so that i could take my patient for the various tests.We became' good friends' with this cleaner as he would provide me with the wheelchair everyday,of course at a fee,as eventually mum coudnt walk.

Results which were due the next day got lost.They had supposedly been sent to the prescribing doctor who in turn said she had not seen them.I was only given the doppler results that day.So i concluded they were lost and crossed over to the privatley run lab at doctors plaza where i got tangible results within an hour.Afterwards i came to discover that they would take blood for testing while in fact the blood count machine was faulty and non-functional most of the time!

Within those six weeks of radiotherapy mom got 4 blood transfusions of two pints each, definitley not at KNH.Our thinking was if the blood count machine wasnt working,what other machines were not working?How do they test blood types and anything else to do with blood?I dont know, but at that time we were unwilling to take the risk of a wrong blood type being administered.All this while,the oncologist would change mom's medication at will due to the adverse and worsening side effects.Up to date i still remember all the 15 types of medications by name. Amazingly,I only got two in the KNH pharmacy,immodium and morphine, the rest were out of stock.Surprisingly the prices of even the 'out of stock' medications would be pinned on the wall!Why even bother,i would wonder.All these medicatons would cost at least Ksh.1000 per day owing to the high retail prices in town.

Mom completed the radiotherapy sessions successfully as the growth had shrunk substantially.But more was yet to come since she was still in immense pain.So our oncologist,not one to give up easily, prescribed a procedure called brachytherapy, but on the other hand she was quick to inform us that the machine at KNH had not worked for at least 1year.This procedure,she said,was strictly for pain management in mom's case.Other private hospitals that had the machine charged at least Ksh.200,000 for the 24hour procedure.Frankly,my family was financially,emotionally and psychologically drained.But what were we to do?We would go to the end of the earth if it meant mom would be pain-free.The oncologist suggested Mulago hospital in Uganda which did the procedure at way less than its kenyan counterparts.This,i can say was the worst time for mom because she starved herself for 2 days prior to the trip reason being she didn't want to soil herself during the trip.Nothing or no one was able to convince her to eat but she would still take her pain medication,which in essence made her crazy.She even refused to put on the adult diapers during the journey and God was on our side because she didn't soil herself in the course of the 12-hour bus ride.To cut a long story short,we went and had the procedure done then resumed our ever endless visits to KNH.It was downhill from there as she developed kidney failure and subsequently general organ failure.

Mom succumbed to her illness two months after the brachytherapy procedure,that is six months after the diagnosis.

In my opinion,anyone who has never had a critical patient at a public hospital should zip it!!They should not under any circumstance, condemn the doctors intimating that they are selfish.You who has never seen the walls of a public hospital,have no moral authority to criticise.The working conditions at this public hospitals are deplorable,to say the least.The basics like gloves and disinfectants are lacking.Patients lose their lives due to treatable diseases like malaria.These doctors have a right to work under a conducive working enviroment,they are no more human than you or i.

And doctors out there bravo!I can say you are doing a damn fine job with the little that has been availed.Thank you for fighting for the right to better healthcare,thank you for fighting for our children and thankyou for fighting for us all.