Tuesday 21 March 2017

When It Rains, It Pours


Hello everyone, Ali and Alexa here!  This past week we had the opportunity to have our clinical placement in the Limulunga Health Centre.  For those of you that don’t know, Limulunga is the royal village where the king of Barotesland has his palace.  Even though Limulunga is a rural village, the health centre still caters to many people because it is the closest healthcare access for the people also living around Limulunga and into the flood plains.  The Health Centre consists of an ART clinic (HIV clinic), a tuberculosis clinic, a maternal child health clinic, an outpatient department (walk-in/emergency), two small male and female wards with three beds each, and a small maternity ward.  When we first arrived, we marveled at how many resources and clinics were available in this rural community; however, we soon realized that because of the vast population the centre caters to, the centre was always packed.
Throughout our time in Limulunga, we were able to do HIV and malaria testing, work with maternal child health, and see patients in the outpatient department. The rains have been very heavy in Zambia this year, and along with that rain comes a wave of patients suffering from malaria. We spent most of our time in the outpatient department and were thankful the nurses were receptive to us and willing to translate what the patients were saying. We were amazed at the scope of practice of the nurses at the centre. They are quickly assessing, diagnosing, and prescribing medications needed to treat the conditions for many patients in a short period of time.
We noticed that the nurses have a different knowledge and skill base than we do back in Canada.  This was apparent in one particular case that stuck out to both of us.  A school-aged child was brought into the clinic. He was unresponsive to our efforts to wake him up.  He tested positive for malaria and presented with a very high temperature, and both a fast heart and breathing rate.  This was the sickest child either of us had ever seen.  We were extremely concerned about his well-being and wanted so badly to scoop him up and take him to the hospital in Mongu.  We were having a hard time adjusting our thinking and couldn’t help but consider what we would do for this boy if we were at home.  The nurse on duty, on the other hand, stayed calm and knew exactly what to do with the limited resources she had.  She used the boy’s shirt as a cloth and ran cold water over it to start cooling him down.  She then administered an anti-malarial injection and, to our surprise, left the boy lying on the bed and continued seeing other patients in the room.  We were too nervous about the boy to concentrate on the next patients, so we kept a careful eye on him, reassessed his vital signs, and continuously cooled down his cloth.  After about thirty minutes, the clinic was closing.  This meant that the boy had to be moved to the overnight ward and to our relief, when the boy was lifted up to be moved, he opened his eyes for the first time!!
Upon reflecting on this experience, we agreed that while we do have some knowledge of malaria and malaria medications, the Limulunga nurses are experts on this topic because they see this disease often and know what to do.  We were impressed with how calm the nurse remained and respected the fact that she knew this boy was extremely sick but was able to multitask having an acute patient while maintaining the flow of the clinic.  We left the Limulunga Centre with a great respect for the nurses and how well they are able to manage a vast population in a low resource setting.


-Ali & Alexa
This was the walk to the centre


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