Eclampsia

This was her 11th pregnancy. She has 9 live children at home. She arrived this morning seizing and 36 weeks pregnant according to her sister-in-law. We gave her magnesium to stop her seizure and labetolol to lower her blood pressure, but she was is not urinating and her urine was almost pure blood. Her creatinine was 1.6, which is a sign of severe kidney damage.  We brought her to the delivery room and she delivered a beautiful little baby boy within an hour. The baby is still a bit floppy from the magnesium but I suspect he will do just fine. Mom is still a little disconnected after her three seizures and the magnesium, and her body is full of bruises from the natural healer trying to "suck" the bad spirits our after her first seizure. When she seized again, the family had enough sense to bring her in here to Centro de Salud Santa Clotilde. If they had not brought her in, she would have continued having seizures, suffered extreme brain damage, and put the baby's life on the line. Happy birthday and God bless you little boy!

Saturday with Padre

 I arrived back in Santa Clotilde from my part of the IMR trip on Friday evening July 27th,  and Padre was “manning the fort” all alone. I took call Saturday when Toni and Julio were still on their journey back up river. Padre received a call from Angoteros  early Saturday morning that they had a woman who labored at home, but the baby would not come out due to an arm prolapse (arm comes first and then head and baby cannot be delivered) This happened at 5am in her house, she arrived to the health post in Angoteros at 630 am and started on the boat to CSSC at 7am. They arrived at 1pm with our team waiting. The baby’s arm was still hanging out and surprisingly not totally cyanotic.  (the story has already been elaborated to the baby actually waving at us from the vagina) After a few minutes of Doppler we did discover heart tones of the baby and rushed back to the OR. Padre and I scrubbed and did the c-section under local lidocaine, once the baby was out mom got Ketamine. However,baby was limp and non-responsive when we pulled her out, I scrubbed out of the surgery and Victor Hugo took my place as assistant. I had the help of one our nurses Dani and we rescessitated the baby. Thick meconium caused the issues (along with the 8 or so hours of arm prolapse), the baby’s heart rate was there but less than 100, cyanotic. I used a “trompa” to suction out the meconium. We do not have the fancy meconium aspirators we have back home and the trompa will not fit inside and ET tube, so I could not intubate to suction (Neonatal guidelines in US).  I took the trompa , which is a plastic cylinder that catches the meconium and is connected to 2 tubes, one to enter baby’s mouth and the other for the provider to suck on creating negative pressure. It was thick and I had to remove quite o bit of meconium, when I removed one large plug the baby improved immensely and started to cry. We provided some postive pressure ventilation (ambu bag) to help her breath along with supplemental oxygen. An IV was started and she got Gentamicin and Ampicillin (antibiotics) in the delivery room.  I do have to admit the trompa is set up so I cannot actually suck in the meconium all the way through the cylinder, however of course something went wrong and on my last suction I got a mouthful of meconium. What is meconium???? Well it is all the stool that was built up over the pregnancy that is expelled usually after birth, sometimes in the  amniotic fluid causing risk for aspiration in the baby. GROSS!!!!! However mom’s serologies were negative for any dangerous infections. I brushed my teeth and used Listerine afterwards and am still healthy. The mom is doing great, the baby is not out of the woods. She has and erb’s palsy of her arm from stretching and damaging the nerves to the neck and arms, but she is alive. Still tachypneic (fast breathing) and on oxygen, but truly a miracle to have made it this far! When Padre was finishing the operation and the baby was being put into our incubator, Toni and Julio arrived…..welcome back, you missed all the fun!

Brian

Pura Vida


There are no movie theaters, no coffee shops, no shopping malls, no museums, no cooking classes.
There are two restaurants that serve about the same thing every day, but no bank or post office.
There are no cosmo magazines or billboards or radio ads.

Stir Crazy

Here it is pura vida. Just the simple life. Living is building relationships, seeing exactly where your food comes from, depending on the land and water for livelihood, depending on God and each other for support

Creativity

Paint a picture, cook a new meal, find a new food, read a book, watch the sunset, listen to the palm trees stir in the wind, feel the hot sun on your face, take a cool shower, listen to music, share some juice with a friend, play bottle caps with kids, awareness of everyday miracles

Undulating Peace

Miraculous Martha Luz

Victor Hugo and Padre Jack living a miracle
She was in her house. The same house her other children were delivered, but something was wrong. Amidst her labor pains, she felt something different, something tickling her leg. Indeed it was her child's hand grasping for life. Her husband is a Kichwa community leader and a well informed man, and he knew that the mother's and baby's live were both in danger.

The state of Loreto (green area) is the size of Texas. 
Angoteros (where the arm prolapsed) is the purple arrow. Centro de Salud Santa Clotilde (CSSC) is the blue arrow. There are no roads. The family has only a wooden canoe with a small outboard motor. Time was of the essence, we know that most babies with prolapsed arms don't survive if they are this far from a hospital. They immediately went to the Angoteros Health Post, where the nurse technician there wisked the family onto the emergency speed boat and arrived here at CSSC 5 hours later. Gray clouds hung over CSSC, knowing the baby likely wouldn't survive. To our surprise, Martha Luz would hear nothing of gray skies. Upon arrival, Padre Jack found heart tones and immediately rolled the patient to operating room for a cesarean section. She was born weak, without a cry. For 20 minutes Brian helped her breath with a ambu bag.

I arrived 45 minutes later from down river to find an adorable crying chubby pink baby in the incubator. Her first week was rough. She was breathing at 100 breaths a minute and her oxygen would drop to 75% on room air. Now she is on 1 liter of oxygen, breathing at a normal rate, eating and gaining weight. Although her lungs sound clear, we haven't been able to take off the oxygen. It may be Meconium Aspiration Syndrome or Pulmonary Hypertension or a resolving pneumothorax. We don't have X-ray, (or a neonatologist) which may help us distinguish.

Her parents want to leave because they have a 6 and 11 year old at home. Dad says school starts tomorrow and the kids paddle a canoe (alone) across a stretch of water to get to school. If there are lots of waves, the dad will take them because the canoe easily tips over. He is worried for their safety while here. I encouraged him to stay here because without oxygen, Martha Luz's oxygen level drops to 80%, which could cause brain damage or suffocation.

Life on the river is not easy. God has a way of working through people and bringing hope and strength where it seems there is none. Pray for little Martha Luz and her family.

International Medical Relief

IMR in Santa Clotilde
Thank you to IMR for spending a week in service to the people of the Napo River Basin. IMR brought 50 participants including doctors, dentists, nurses, PA's, a pharmacist, and students. There were also 25 translators present to assist with communication.  Half the group went 5 hours upriver to the remote villages of Angoteros Campo Serio, Rumi Tuni, Diamonte Azul, and Huiririma. This area is primarily Kichwa, an indigenous tribe of subsistence farmers with Ecuadoran roots and a strong spirituality. Half the group went downriver where we find communities of indiginous Huitoto. All of these communities lack access to doctors and dentists.


 
Huitoto children doing traditional dance in Negro Urco
Celebrating Independence July 28













IMR saw and treated over 3000 patients and de-wormed most all children. The dentists pulled over 600 teeth. The very sick patients were referred to Santa Clotilde. Despite the challenges of intense heat and humidity, bathing in river, snake and buffalo encounters, sleeping in tents, and the occasional montezuma's revenge, the group was able to focus on patient care and collaborate with the local health workers to provide care to a people often forgotten.




This beautiful newborn baby was born in the health post at Negro Urco. Due to limited space, two doctors were displaced from their room for an hour while this young teen delivered her first daughter with the support of her mother in law.  



Three IMR participants relaxing on the roof of the boat as it sails downriver from Tacsha.

THANK YOU
INTERNATIONAL MEDICAL RELIEF
FOR YOUR GENEROSITY AND GIFT OF SERVICE
TO OUR NAPO RIVER POPULATION!

Day Off at the Quebrada

Fredy, the night watchman and friend, took us on a walk to a nearby quebrada. A quebrada is a branch of the river where kids play, women wash clothes, and others go to relax and swim. On the way, we encountered groups of playful, laughing kids, unsure if their curiosity or fear of us was stronger. Curiosity won out and they ran over and smiled for the camera. Nathan Schenkman (son of Katherine Kaplan OB/Gyne who volunteers with us annually) a pre-med student from North Carolina and Alicia Stapleton, a 4th year med student from Loyola Chicago were here volunteering and joined us on our walk.



Kids here care for each other. While the adults are out in the fields gathering food, the 11 year old watch 6 and 2 year olds. This little girl waits patiently behind the safety gate- sticks nailed to the wall. Here mother is actually inside cooking lunch and she's just checking out the action on her street. The sparse dirt road with grass on either side carries women with stacks of wood on their head, barefoot kids, pregnant dogs demonstrating public display of affection. It also guides pretty well dressed folks on their way to work at the municipality or hospital.
We passed the children, a big black sand hill with kids rolling down the sides covered in black, an open field, and finally arrived at the quebrada. Kids were swinging on vines and plopping into the water, others were floating on their back letting the current carry them around the many bends of the river. Our dog Wooki was terrified of the water, but none the less had an involuntary bath. The water was cool and refreshing and the sound of crickets, frogs, and birds brought a sense of peace. We are so blessed to have friends like Fredy, Nathan and Alicia and little tranquil places to escape to now and then.


Toni
18 July 2012

CBS News in Santa Clotilde

Cousin Mike Paluska CBS News Reporter and his friend and cameraman John arrived in full jungle gear. Their cameras were attached to them as they moved through the clinic, hospital, and operating room to capture the reality of the Napo River.

They understand that the good work done here for 50 years has been supported primarily by donations, and if we want to continue to provide quality care to the impoverished hard working people here, more needs to be done.

Cousin Mike survived despite jumping spiders, jungle meat, intense heat, cold showers, and being so far away from his number one girl.

Thank you Mike and John for all the hard work you put in this week and all the entertainment you provided! We can't wait to see the finished video!

Toni
8 August 12

Happy Birthday Padre Moe!!

Happy 75th Birthday Padre Maurice! Padre Moe is a friend, mentor and inspiration. He worked for almost three decades here at Centro de Salud Santa Clotilde (CSSC) where he took every opportunity to teach the staff and understand the needs of the community. He stood up for patients, didn't tolerate injustice, and worked hard every day in the hospital, the church, communities and taught with compassion and love. He  introduced us to the amazing voice of Juan Diego Flores, a Peruvian opera singer. He's invited us to think through the history, present, and future of Centro de Salud Santa Clotilde. He is thoughtful, has a great sense of humor, and is a happy spirit. He shared a DVD of his 50th anniversary as a priest with the incredible voices and musical talent of his great-nieces and nephews. He is a great cook. He mixes up a great gin and sprite. He sent us cheese all the way from Lima!

Father Moe has been in Lima for the last few years. Despite him not being here today, the staff still gathered in the laundry room for a toast of sangria and beer, played guitar, and spoke the kindest words to honor Padre Mauricio on his birthday. We are so blessed to have such a friend!

Toni
11 August 2012

Armadillo vs heel

Otoniel was walking through the jungle, heard a blast and felt a sharp pain inside his boot. Someone had set up an animal trap... a sawed off shot gun (armadillo) and he had tripped the wire and destroyed his foot. He arrived two days later after finally finding gasoline to fill the small motor on his little wooden boat. He arrived and the smell of rotting foot was evident from across the room. We pulled off all the dead tissue for days until the infection and smell finally subsided. There is a whole in the middle of his heel because the bullets destroyed the posterior part of his calcaneous (heel bone) and just left a hole full of bone marrow. The bone is visible and we are still pulling out ammunition. He'll need an X-ray and maybe calcaneous reconstruction? Any orthopods out there with open calcaneal fracture experience? It will need to heal from the inside out and he'll probably need surgery. We'll refer to the hospital in Iquitos next week.

Toni
10 Aug 2012

Nice Day


Elise Frederick and Dr. Brent Burket from Mission Doctors Association arrived yesterday. Today, after rounds and clinic we had a wonderful time talking about Mission Doctors, our families, and sharing life experiences. After an afternoon rest, we took a walk to buy food for dinners this week.  We found green lentils, white beans, peppers, sugar, flour, bananas, cucumbers, and hot pepper sauce at Don Baca’s and Dona Irma’s stores. We continued down the main path to the church. The church is actually a big barn, constructed 50 years ago by a group of Canadian farm boys that came to help out. In front of the church, where they were constructing booths of bamboo poles for "The day of the Indigenous." While watching bamboo be tied into place, we ran into Cesar. Cesar is a kind modest man who recently had a metal plate (that was placed 27years ago after a fracture) removed from his leg. He invited Elise, Brent and I to have aguaje at his house. Aguaje looks almost like a pinecone and after you peel the hundreds of little flecks off the skin, the deep yellow layer of fruit over a big central seed tastes almost like an unripe avocado. They were so good I ate four! Then they gave us 2 grapefruits and two smoked fish with 4 plantains. The gesture of hospitality was amazing, and the fish was delicious. 

Toni
7 August 2012

Leavin' on a jet plane.......


            Actually it was a float-plane, and it was quite an experience. We have been busy here in Santa lately as the patients have been very sick. We have not had a ton of business, thankfully because our acuity of patients is keeping us plenty busy. Earlier this week, Monday morning in the early hours a family brought their 6-month old son in with fevers. He had an abnormal neurologic exam with asymmetric pupils and seizures.  It appeared to us that he had meningitis. After trying to stabilize him with antibiotics, a blood transfusions, and anti-seizure medicine we realized he needed a CT scan and couldn’t wait. We called the insurance program in Iquitos to see if they could arrange an airlift. They were able to send a small float plane that landed on the river.
            I traveled with the dad and the patient. We boarded the plane, which had one small seat in the back where dad sat with baby in his lap. I sat scrunched up on the floor beside him with my stethoscope and array of medications. Not much room at all! We trolled around the river for about 15 minutes making sure we had a strip of river long enough and free of sandbars to take off, and up we went. In the plane it only takes 45 minutes to get to Iquitos. The plane was tiny and reminded me of the plane I was more than happy to jump out of in Hawaii when I went skydiving. However, I was now just praying this thing stayed in the air and no rain was between us and Iquitos, as I had no parachute. We did arrive safely on the river and took a small motorboat for about 10 minutes to the port, up 30 stairs into an awaiting ambulance. The child had tachycardia (fast heart rate) and a seizure on the trip and since there was not even enough room to hang to IV high enough I had to push fluid and meds into his other IV to try and slow his heart rate down and stop the seizure. I was able to look out of the window for about 5 minutes total during the trip. It is amazing to realize how remote we are, how much forest there is and how immense the rivers appear. In the distance you could tell where the communities are, as there were plumes of smoke arising from the trees from the cooking fires.  I most enjoyed seeing the confluence of the Ucayali and Marinon rivers forming the Amazon.
Arrival to the hospital was a frustrating and eye opening experience. The regional hospital is for those with the national health insurance. There is another national hospital for those with the other national health insurance (teachers, public workers, hospital employees). The best hospitals are the private expensive hospitals. As we entered we met our nurse, Elita who takes care of our patients in Iquitos. She is wonderful and is contracted by us to make sure patients can navigate clinic appointments, insurance forms and the hospital itself. She helped get our patient seen immediately in the ER and helped facilitate his care. I was amazed to find no doctors in the ER…..can you imagine if this were the case back home???? The doctor on call for the hospital also was nowhere close by and it is just me and the 2 ER nurses, who were helpful. However, they did not realize the gravity of the illness.
I spoke with the doctor on call who came in for about 5 minutes who said, “oh you have sick kid, let me write the orders and the ICU will come evaluate him.” I was asking him if we could intubate and start more anti-seizure meds. He said, “the ICU will take care of that, they should be here in an hour” Finally, Elita located a peds resident on the 3rd floor and when she walked in she said, “we need to intubate.”  THANK GOD, someone who knew how to handle kids and knew where the equipment and tools were to take action. Together we put in a tube to the stomach, gave phenobarbitol IV for the seizures, a breathing tube into the lungs and bagged the kid for an hour before transfer to the ICU and a connection to the respirator. We then were able to get a head CT. Appears the child has meningitis and still not sure if it is bacterial or viral but he is receiving the right treatment. However, with seizures and high fevers his prognosis is not good. If he lives he is likely to have severe developmental delay.   However all is not lost, we did everything we had available, the baby is alive and both parents are in Iquitos with their child and they can make decisions on how to proceed. I am sad for the child and family, but he taught me how to get care in Iquitos. I now know I have to really stir it up, find a doctor and get things moving. I was a little overwhelmed when I arrived not knowing where to go, who was who, who to alert, etc. Now I will be a lot more vocal in every other transfer I bring to Iquitos.
In terms of the hospital it is 3 stories, they have x-ray, one CT scanner and a lab. They have an adult and peds ICU and floor beds. It is run down and dilapidated. They have two slow elevators, paint chipping off the wall. It looks like a public housing apartment in need of rehab.  It is amazing to me that the main hospital for a city of ~600,000 people has no doctors in the ER and the doctor on call usually leaves after morning rounds to go work in his/her private clinic to earn more money. I am also astounded the people don’t speak out in masses to the local government, but I guess when you don’t know what care is like on other parts of the world, or Peru for that matter, you come to think the care provided is the norm. I learned we need to do as much as possible in Santa Clotilde, because the help in Iquitos is not adding as much as I had thought to patient care. That being said, some of the doctors are very good including Dr. Camilo Ruiz who is in the ICU and did a year of work in Santa Clotilde with Padre Jack several years ago. 

Happy 4th of July

Homemade pumpkin pie by Liz for 4th of July and Nathan's Birthday
And Happy Birthday Nathan!! Nathan is 30 years old today! He was first here at Centro de Salud Santa Clotilde as a patient 6 years ago. He was traveling on a boat from Ecuador Iquitos and was blinded by a terribly eye infection. He made it by boat to our port and was guided by staff to the hospital where diligent care with antibiotic eye drops restored his vision. As a thank you, his mother Katherine Kaplan, an OB/Gyne and his father Dan Schenkman a veterinarian have volunteered here with many of their doctor friends every spring. Nathan we were in search of translators for the big International Medical Relief health fair that takes place at the end of this month. He agreed to come and translate for us... and to spend a few extra weeks helping out.

Nathan lives on a farm in North Carolina. He raises chickens for eggs, grows in own food in a big garden, tends to many fruit trees, and also happens to be an amazing chef! He has been cooking delicious dinners for us daily. Nathan goes with the flow, doesn't get riled up, is a really hard worker and always jumps in were needed. He sat with our staff last night telling jokes until the power went out.
He is respectful, energetic and great to have as a housemate. We're trying to convince him to stay here, but he has strong aspirations to go to medical school, where I know he'll succeed in all respects!

Big Wooden Boat


Top of the boat... big enough to pitch 5 tents!

This is amazing. Neo and Marcielo own this huge wooden boat. Marcielo is one of the only people in town who sell gas. He uses this boat to transport barrels of gas from Iquitos to Santa Clotilde and utilizes both the flat top and spacious inside. They have offered to donate the use of their boat to International Medical Relief, an internationally known organization who brings health care to those who need it most. International Medical Relief will be here from July 20th to the 28th and will travel upriver to Angoterros and down river to Mazan/Iquitos where they will offer free medical and dental care, free medications, reading glasses, and community classes.

 Toni

Boats, mototaxis, and stretchers


The hum of the motor from the back of the rapido, loud festive music blaring in front, and the windows rattling from the temped breeze blowing in feels surreal. Alicia and I are returning from an emergency transport to Iquitos. Two patients had arrived to Santa Clotilde the day prior in critical condition. Jany is a 49 year old woman who arrived so weak she was unable to walk, and bleeding from her gums and the site of an injection that was administered last week. She had severe anemia, probably from chronic blood loss. We diagnosed her with probable sepsis and disseminated intravascular coagulation and she was in a coma by the time we left Santa Clotilde. Carola is a 48 year old woman who fell from 2 meters on her head and broke her neck. When she arrived she was paralyzed from the chest down and had severe tingling and pain in her arms. Although she could move her hands, she had a hard time with small movements.
We traveled 4 hours by boat to Mazan, then put them on mototaxi’s and brought them to the Centro de Salud in Mazan. There, we gave some antibiotics, ensured they were stable, and drove another 15 minutes on mototaxi to the port on the other side of Mazan.  After 3 hours in Mazen, we loaded the stretchers onto the boats again and headed to Iquitos. In Iquitos at the Nanay port, we carried the stretchers up to the street and waited for the ambulance. It arrived but had enough room for one patient only. We took Jany first since she was unconscious, and then the ambulance came back to pick up Carola. We had in depth discussions with the internist and spine surgeon in Iquitos regarding diagnosis and management of our two patients.
We also stopped to visit the 6-month-old patient Jordan with seizures and meningitis who Brian had airlifted to Iquitos two days prior. He was intubated and sedated, but stable. His mother, who had been weeping uncontrollably as the plane took off with her husband and only child, had found the strength and hope to stand strong for her son. We were talking and laughing about everyday things and it was really nice to be able to keep her company for a while.

After ensuring that they were stable and well cared for, Alicia and I headed back to the Vicariate where we spent the night. It was a restful and rejuvenating 8 hours of sleep after a day of boats, mototaxis, and stretchers.
7 July 2012
Toni

Free Clinic Today!!

This Monday, July 2, is the 69th Anniversary of the formation of the town of Santa Clotilde. It revolves, surprisingly, around a huge soccer tournament of many teams from up and down the Napo river. To Brian's dismay, it takes place in our back yard, separated only by a wood fence which I'm pretty sure amplifies the sound of the play by play analyst on the loud scratchy speaker. There are festivities for five days straight. Last night was the señorita and mister Napo contest... like miss america on a smaller scale. The talk of the town this morning was that the señorita who won should NOT have won because she had on a mini-skirt instead of a gown and was NOT playing by the rules. There were also "traditional dances" with girls in traditional indigenous wear- a few strings and beads and feathers... and one even carried a live parrot as she danced. 

To celebrate here at the Centro de Salud and contribute to the celebration, Dr. Juan decided that for two days, all clinic visits would be free. The usual price is 2 soles ($0.75). Manolo our lab tech went to the soccer field and announced the free visits on the loud speaker. I could not believe how many people showed up and waited for hours just to save $0.75 cents. It speaks toward the amount of poverty in our community and the great need for services. 

Today we are celebrating with pizza... it's 10:23 pm and our first pizza is just coming out of the oven :) Brian made the dough by himself and did a great job... Mrs. Palermo would be proud! Black olive, onion, red pepper, tomato, and cheese! With fresh lemon squares that Liz and Paul made us for our anniversary ;) 
 
Tomorrow is a day off!!! That makes tonight a great night!!

Toni
30 June 2012