Thursday, March 13, 2014

Continuity

Jackie, Maria, Lourdes, and I. Verbal photo consent and
big hugs given. And a request to upload this to "Face"
(what they call Facebook). We loved Lourdes's shirt!
In medicine, we talk about continuity. Continuity of care. Patient panels. Transitions to outpatient. Oooo primary care!

Anyways, so Jackie and I came back to do follow-ups on select patients (about 80-100 people). This week we are calling them back to take blood samples, a new EKG, +/- an echo. We don't pay them, as it very quickly becomes an ethical question if by offering payment we are only getting the poorest because they have to versus their willing participation. So we offer crackers, a free blood pressure measurement, and free use of the scale (which, per prior post, costs 1 Boliviano).

I hope to work one day where I can work with patients over time. Seeing these folk come back has been such a joy : )

This one guy was funny. After a very awkward visit of little conversation (most chat a bit with at the conversation starters), I prepped him to leave while Jackie was in the room. He sat there awkwardly then ventured in Spanish, "Where's Yackie?". Jackie's face lit up. "I'm Jackie!". "No, I knew a Jackie, she used to work on this project, it wasn't you." We were confused. He continued, "and there was another doctorita, part Asian, like one parent came from Japan or something".  "That's me!" I said. "No, no, it wasn't either of you. I wonder what happened to them".  Hahahah. Odd...

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

dinner table conversations

So currently I am living in the project office/apartment with other transient project workers:
-->Anne Palumbo, an ID doc who gave up her work in Illinois to get her MPH and is planning on joining MSF (doctors without borders) next year
-->Lulu Messenger (Louisa, but her mom thought that wasn't professional for her birth certificate), a soon to be doctorate in biochemistry who specializes in Chagas disease (as she sits here in her pajama shirt with a trypamastigote on it hahaha)

So our conversations can get incredibly intelligent and far beyond my scope. Here are a few random ones that came up:
--> What would make toxoplasmosis activate and kill beavers (likely from oyster contamination with cat fecal matter) when they should have a healthy immune system? (versus humans, many who are infected but only immunocompromised i.e. HIV people and fetuses have an issue with it)
--> The worldwide patterns of neurocystercercosis and reasoning
--> The validity and regulations on the American Red Cross blood donor screening
--> If we were to raise awareness of Chagas, the disease of 8 million, which is a bigger worldwide financial burden than cervical cancer, often cited the number one neglected tropical disease (all the funding of Gates and WHO goes into the trio of HIV, malaria, and tuberculosis), it would be getting Angelina Jolie to adopt an orphan with congenital Chagas

Monday, March 10, 2014

My long walk!

a friend who found me quite
interesting, as I found him
Santa Cruz de la Sierra is a city that was build in an annular, or ring-like, structure. There are 8 concentric rings, though most of my life is in the 1st-3rd. Yesterday, I decided to walk around the entire first ring in the blazing heat. Took about 2 hours with the aimlessness, the course totaled ~4.5 miles. I gauged myself by the landmarks I knew and by watching the angle between my shadow and the tangent I was walking slowly move full circle. Some highlights:
  • A small elderly man standing by the side of the street with a spring scale. I weighed myself for 1 Boliviano (15 cents) and the man sized me up, read the scale, and said "you are perfect!" with a big smile : ) He was wearing a hat from some wooden bridge in Oregon.
  • Two notable shirts in English: (1) A huge USA flag with the big words "AMERICA FOREVER TRUE" and (2) a cheap generic screen print saying "Please Excuse My Dear Aunt Sally". The second one made me laugh hours later, when I finally remembered the elementary school mnemonic.
  • I got a blister from my new sandals I bought at the market. Went into the next pharmacy, asked for a bandaid. Decided to get 5 bandaids, just in case. Total cost? 1 Boliviano. What a pleasure to buy PRN, and not need to buy in bulk!
  • As I was holding the bandaid wrapper, I thought "I may never find a trashcan". Before I finished that thought, I saw a bin! I happily ran over and tossed it in, and was confused when I saw it go bouncing on the cement. Was my perception off and I missed? Nope, the suspended trashcan just had no bottom haha.
  • Julio y Emi written in a tree
    (v-a-n-d-i-l-i-z-i-n-g)
  • "Jackie!!  Jackie Jackie!!!" I heard someone cry behind me. He must be talking to me, I thought, as there is no other Jackie nearby. I turn around and see a man, Gustavo, who used to go to dance class with us.  Anyways he chatted happily as I awkwardly dripped sweat.
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Alternatively, there are shared taxis constantly driving around each of the rings, picking people up as space allows and dropping them off. For about 30 cents (2 Bs) you can get anywhere on the ring! I asked a driver once, he said the full circle, stops and all, takes about 45 minutes. Cool system.

Sunday, March 9, 2014

What would you do?

Short Story: An 18 yo with somewhat suspected tuberculosis pericardial effusion in the ER at 9 pm. We saw a moderate fluid collection on echo when untrained people did it (namely me, who then made the CT surgeon do it too).  A tap was considered, that is sticking a needle into the space between the sac covering his heart and his heart to remove fluid- risky to puncture the heart and/or lungs or infection. I was told by the CT surgeon that I would be the one doing the tap, not to be afraid, and that he would help me. But I said no, thinking it was not safe and not knowing if it was the indicated procedure. Anyways, it is probably the only time in my medical career where I will have the opportunity to do a semi-emergency pericardiocentesis. And I turned it down. And am proud of myself : )

To start, I typed out the entire detailed story, which delves into so much of the hospital culture and patient care, but couldn't bring myself to publish it here. It involves understanding politics, the lack of resources in this particular hospital, and the limitations and stresses placed on the physicians and patients. To do it justice, I'd be happy to sit down with everyone and delve into it all. Just not here.

Friday, March 7, 2014

Carnaval- Santa Cruz!


Figure 1: many young partygoers buy
a 4-day pass to party in a big lot
Santa Cruz is a bit of a mess during Carnaval. Some love it and buy a 4-day pass to party in a lot with unlimited alcohol (Figure 1). Some form a comparsa, or basically a party group where you pay anywhere from $30-$100 to $1000+ for some of the crazier ones to join a group with matching outfits and their private parties. Most people I know actually stay in and just call the city’s celebration feo, or ugly, because of how dirty and drunk everything gets. It used to be water and foam, but now grocery stores sell $0.25 bottles of ink that people love to tint the water to spray any person or car that ventures out during the 4-day celebration (Figure 2).
Figure 2: the bus. sidewalks,
storefronts, and even faces are
still stained the days after.

Our group of researchers left Santa Cruz for a quieter getaway city over the weekend, and came back Monday. On Tuesday, I was invited to celebrate a c’halla with my painting teacher, a yearly Incan offering made on the last day of Carnaval, before Lent begins (odd mixing of cultures, isn’t it?). A small nest is made of various symbolic things, from incense to llama wool to fake bills, and burned (Figure 3). To celebrate it all, everyone sat around, grilled, and enjoyed mercilessly spraying anything daring enough to leave the house during Carnaval (video). As my taxi driver said of a pedestrian starting a fight after being soaked, “If you don’t wanna play, don’t leave your house! It’s Carnaval!”
Figure 3: c'halla burning to
bring good fortune to the shop.
everyone offered some drink
to Pachamama, the earth

p.s. Can you tell by all the figure references we have been writing a scientific manuscript? Science got this trick right, along with the whole metric system thing.


Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Socialism and Corruption- I don’t know what I think of all this…

I'm quite naive in politics, and not sure I ever will ever understand by just watching the Daily Show and willfully hoping that everyone just supports everyone.  But what is interesting is watching Bolivia work. I’m living the historically richest, elitist province of Santa Cruz, which has struggled under the socialist rule of President Evo Morales, the first indigenous man to be elected to office in La Paz. Maybe one day I’ll write about all the people I know who almost broke off to form Nacion Camba with half the country, and still have dreams of it.  It’s tough because Evo has spent his 9 years in office pushing recentralization, and nationalizing some large industries.

The other day I had breakfast at a hostel I was at, and I met Kent Eaton (UCSC politics professor) who was here for research, as he knows much of the research is done in La Paz, whereas Santa Cruz is a fantastic place to study the dissatisfaction and anti-government movement, which almost led to civil war in 2008. He pointed out one of the main problems with Evo’s rule is the lack of checks and balances existing, and the fact that Evo mostly controls the judiciary branch as well. My friends talk about how he pays off all the big businessmen here to kept hem calm. Besides the corruption, Evo was actually recently praised in the NYTimes article for perhaps the best economic management in South America.

Kent only had time to do one unofficial interview thus far, and it was the taxi driver who drove him back from the airport.  It went something like this: “No way, I don’t like Evo at all. He is stealing all the money from Santa Cruz and not giving it back to us. Yeah. But thanks to him, my brother is able to have reliable phone service for the first time.” Through nationalizing things like the phone system, Evo has pushed for the many still living in rural poverty to have access to paved roads, electricity, and phone. Since the opposition is to divided, Evo is set to win the election this year, but it'll be interesting to see the lead up...

Ghost Stories


from the Witchs' Market is La Paz (stole this picture from
online, as the shopkeepers don't tend to appreciate the tourist
gaping and snapping photos of their livelihood sometimes)
We spent the other night discussing ghost stories with Carlos and Enzo, and apparently La Paz has a lot of haunted places. If you’ve ever been to La Paz, you’ll know it’s the section of Bolivia really rich in a pagan culture.  Vast majority of the people are Roman Catholic, however many still ascribe to the beliefs of Pachamama (mother earth) as well.  You can walk through the Witchs' Market and see offerings to these gods- the mountains and the earth. These include dried baby llama fetuses, sullu, which hang from almost every stall entrance. They are buried into the ground as an offering before constructing a new building or a new house. So apparently, a lot of ghosts haunt some of the larger buildings built, when some superstitious owners offer a sacrifice more proportional to the building's size- a human. According to the guys, there are stories of those in La Paz who will still do this, and recently a journalist found out about a few too. They find homeless men, get them very drunk, and them bury them alive in the foundation. Fact or fiction?