This hospital is different in a lot of ways. We have an 80 bed hospital, but unlike at
home, it isn't made up of semi-private and private rooms, but 4 wards of about
20 beds each. And there are family
members sleeping on mattresses under the beds.
The wards are busy places. There
are kids running around, people are really everywhere. The doctors do their rounds in the morning,
and later the praise team comes around with the African drums. It’s a wild time!
We sat with some nurses at dinner last night. They were amazed at the lack of pain
medication given here after surgery.
They give lots at home in the US ,
but here the patients generally get a couple of days of Tylenol. Is pain just a more accepted part of life
here? I don’t know.
One nurse, Scott, told us about the mother who was admitted
for surgery. She had a family member
with her who was taking care of her baby.
After she got back from the recovery room, she took her baby back and
tucked him into bed beside her. Now that
doesn't happen at home!
On Thursday nights we have a crew meeting. Last night’s speakers were a couple from the US
who have been here for the last 20 years.
They tried to explain some of the cultural differences and how we look
to the patients. We had known about the
modest dress, and that men and women should always have their knees
covered. We learned that telling
patients what to do, especially to an older person, is seen as
disrespectful. And patients will let you
think they will do something, when in reality, saying “no” is just rude. So they may have no intention of showing up
for that follow-up appointment.
I think we have a lot to learn!
Debbie
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