The tour began in the peds ward. I had asked to be shown the
hospital to which the Family Medicine Department is attached. It is the
Regional Hospital in Semey and is the referral center for what we would call
primary and secondary hospitalizations. The exterior is classic Soviet era
functional grey concrete block, 7 floors, 200m long and not particularly
inviting unless one has no other option, and one doesn’t.
We visited the peds ICU and adult and peds general wards.
The rooms are large with five beds, a sink but no bathroom, and quite warm.
Folks can receive what amounts to folk medicine or meds used off label as there
isn’t a shred of evidence for its use other than anecdote and that just has to
change. This hospital is huge and covers all the specialties a western one
would. However it needs to be huge as the average length of stay, while I’m not
sure of this, must be > 10 days. It is usual to be admitted for two
weeks for a problem that is poorly understood by the patient as well as staff,
have unending tests run, and leave without a clear sense of why you were there
in the first place. Hospitals aren’t safe environments anywhere in the world
and as I recall the US has tens of thousands of deaths from hospital error per
year. It must be as least twice that here but there are no records kept for
this so who knows. Regrettably an acquaintance of mine contracted Hep C from
dialysis here.
I will consult on a
patient with the students or interns after a lecture and generally the
patient’s physician. Larger places like this one toss patients my way out of a
desire to teach and respect for me. Word soon gets out and folks line up to
“see the American doctor”. Such was the case today. She is 73 and here for no
other reason than she heard that I was. Without her doctor’s blessing she wants
to be seen for the Kazakh equivalent of being “checked out”. Full disclosure, I
hate this, both here and in the US, as with some folks no amount of reassurance
or invocation of common sense will be enough and if they don’t leave without an
antibiotic or pain med the doc is detested for practicing evidence based
medicine. Here the dance is to be careful to offer a learned opinion without
undermining the physician she sees. Well it turns out she doesn’t see one very
often so the brakes were off as it were.
She was feeling poorly so she called a physician to her home
for evaluation. Many folks here take their blood pressure at home and note that
if they feel uncomfortable they have elevated BP, but not by any significant
amount. So if their BP is elevated they start looking for symptoms and see if
any stick; both the patient and the physician. Well it turns out that she was
complaining of everything from headache to jock itch to athlete’s foot. So
without touching her the home treating doc ordered an EEG, EKG, abdominal
ultrasound, and endoscopy. Now I have been here long enough to have my gene for
cynicism rear its ugly head. Without looking at the chart I predicted that she
had; chronic pancreatitis, chronic pyelonephritis, and would have had chronic
cholecystitis if she still had a gall bladder. On the money. Everyone laughed.
And the EKG showed “ischemia in one lead”, yep. And the endoscopy showed
“atrophic gastritis”. Man I’m headed to Vegas next.
I had the students do the history and physical and they were
outstanding. They really are starting to get it after only two weeks. They are
intimidated by a huge, overstaffed, officious, authoritative, Soviet hangover
that is the medical establishment. To be sure there are bright lights out there
but until more docs and officials retire, there won’t be substantive change.
Like my father used to say after a glass or four of wine, “Not enough people
are dead yet!”
My point to the interns is that you are as obligated to
undiagnose as you are to diagnose, and try not to be intimidated as you are
well within your rights to simply play dumb and ask your colleague why she
(medicine here is a total matriarchy) thinks that is the diagnosis. Now to be
sure too many docs in the US order way too much lab without indication and for
the same reasons that they do here; fear and ambivalence. So here she was with
all this confusing lab and no one to interpret it for her.
I always tell my students here that the lecture hall is a
safe place to be wrong, so commit (dammit!). They slowly are willing to take
that risk and today was a true break through as all 35+ coached, laughed,
stumbled, farted, and fell down but got the job done. I was giving fist bumps
all around. Our patient was having a gas and was showing her 8 gold teeth
widely to all of us.
And of course it turned out she had none of the above. But
rather had mild hypertension and well-earned osteoarthritis of her knees.
Interestingly she had ordered one of those magnet bracelets off the internet
(whod’a thunk?!) and used it for her hypertension. So I had the students weigh
in on its benefit. We took it off, checked BP, and replaced it, and checked
again. I asked if there was any evidence that this worked, anywhere. One of the
students said she had seen it on TV so it must work. We howled as I gently cited
the difference between anecdote and evidence.
So “now what”, I asked. One of the students brilliantly and
gently informed her that she was truly OK and that while we couldn’t predict
how long she would live she should look forward to a healthy life. My jaw
dropped and I welled up. Wow. She looked at me and held out her fist for a
bump, I gave her both fists and the students applauded. The patient loved the
attention and left satisfied.
Back to the hospital. It is a step below Princess Marina in
Gaborone, Botswana and even primary hospitals in Botswana. Until the whole
central control BS vanishes it will always be that way. But today I saw a very
distant shining light on the medical education front that validated my purpose
here and had a brilliant intern demonstrate the art of medicine to her peers as
well or better than I have seen.
| With friends after X-country skiing. I was in the snow more than on it |
| A Russion folk character whose name I forget. |
| They really do it up for the New Year.That's my hostel in the background |
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