Tonight, it’s time to pack for the safari! I’m getting
really excited about that trip tomorrow. However, it is nearly impossible to
pack for this as we have to fit everything for 5 days into a backpack. We also
need to bring snacks and water. Needless to say, we will have to carefully pick
what we need to pack. It should be really cool to see all of the animals. I’ll
try to take as many pictures and videos as possible! Until Monday… J
Wednesday, 15 August 2012
Surgery Today
Chelsea, Angie and I went straight up to Major Theater
(surgery) this morning. We changed our scrubs, put on the big rubber boots that
you have to wear into the surgery rooms, hairnets and masks. We were a sight to
see. We could pick whether we wanted to see an osteopathic surgery, a
gynecological surgery, an ophthalmology surgery or a general surgery. We
decided to sit in on an osteopathic surgery. After waiting for awhile for the
doctors to get started, they brought the man in. They put him under anesthesia
and put in a breathing tube. He was there because he had been walking on the
side of the road and got hit by a matatu (the sketchy public transport
vans). Because he didn’t have enough
money for the surgery, he waited for several weeks before scheduling this
surgery. All of his external wounds had already healed. He had broken his left
femur, left tibia and fibula, and right tibia and fibula. Just looking at his
legs you could tell how bad the breaks were. The bones had already started
healing together wrong by the time he got scheduled for surgery, so the surgeon
had to break all of the bones again with a bone saw. The whole operation was
really bloody and gory, for lack of better words. However, it was also
fascinating to see. Again, I have lots of pictures if anyone wants to see them,
but I won’t put them up there. It took 3 and a half hours for them the repair
the femur alone. They ended up screwing a plate to the bone to help it heal
correctly. I had never watched a surgery before, not here or back home, so it
was a really interesting experience for me. I wasn’t sure I would be able to
handle all of the blood and cutting, but it’s surprisingly easy (even just
watching) to forget the context and just to focus in on the job at hand. It
sounds so bad, but it makes things a lot easier if you sort of forget that you
are working on a living, breathing person. I’m not sure if I’m explaining this
correctly, but what I’m trying to say is that you sort of detach yourself from
the patient and just focus on the situation. I was surprised at the tools they
used. I’m not sure if it’s just here, or if it is in orthopedic surgeries
everywhere, but the surgical tools honestly just looked a lot like shop tools.
You had your specialty saw, your screwdriver, your screws, hammers, and plates
that look very normal. They also used a lot of clamps and things that looked
like wrenches. They started on the tibia and fibula repair, but we ended up
leaving before they started that because it was close to the time when our
driver was going to pick us up. We also went down to Minor for just a second
and saw a guy whose hand was getting stitched up after an accident.
We just hung out by the pool here this afternoon, trying to
get a tan (and sadly, possibly failing). It’s still shocking to me that the sun
is stronger and hotter in South Dakota than it is here where we are so close to
the equator.
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