Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Maximo Nivel Health Campaign

A couple weeks ago, we participated in Maximo Nivel´s health campaign, organized by our volunteer doctor, Dra. Mildred. Also with us, were 14 pre-med undergrad students from LeHigh College in Pennsylvania. This health campaign involved going to rural towns and impoverished Cusco neighborhoods to set up a clinic and conduct full-body assessments, and provide meds or referrals to local Peruvians without health insurance.

On the first day of our health campaign, we took a bus to the small town of Ancahuasi in the Sacred Valley, about an hour away from our headquarters in Cusco. We set up the clinic behind the town hall. Since Shelby and I were the only registered nurses in our volunteer group, Dra. Mildred assigned us to teach and help our pre-med volunteers with assessments. To cater to the amount of people we were going to be seeing, Dra. Mildred had us divide a full-body assessment into 9 stations: 1. height and weight, 2. pulse and respirations 3. temperature, 4. blood pressure, 5 & 6 eyes, ears, nose, throat, 7. lungs, 8. abdomen, 9. extremities (arms and legs). Since a basic full-body assessment is not taught during pre-med undergraduate education, Shelby and I almost felt like chickens running around with our heads chopped off to help our fellow volunteers get accustomed to their stations, and to act as translators, as well. After a little while they got the hang of their jobs. Shelby and I continued to translate and answer questions and act as second opinions to any abnormalities seen or heard. It was refreshing to know that we still know our stuff and were able to explain the pathophysiology behind disease processes. Thank you, Univeristy of Portland.


Dra. Mildred
The most exciting part of the day for me was getting to assist Dra. Mildred clean and redress a burn wound on a little girl´s arm. I´m weird and really like treating wounds. The gnarlier the better. We gave her mother more medical supplies and taught her how to continue changing her dressings at home. On that first day we saw approximately 150-200 patients. We arrived back in Cusco at about 8pm and I was tuckered out.

On day 2 we travelled even further into the Sacred Valley, for a little over 2 hours, to the even smaller town of Limatambo. The drive was long and snaked through the mountains, but the town and its view of the valley was absolutely beautiful. We set up clinic in the town´s theater. It reminded me of my elementary school´s multi-purpose room. That day we were expecting to attend to over 300 patients. Having had one full day´s experience with their body assessment stations, our pre-med volunteers were ready to work and seemed more confident. Again, Shelby and I acted as translators and helped any station that needed help. For example, if one station was getting backed up, we´d help them with their assessments to keep the people traffic flowing. The most interesting cases I saw that day were: an elderly man with ascites from alcohol-related liver cirrhosis and congestive heart failure and kidney disease, and a woman with a massive abdominal aortic aneurysm -I could feel its pulse through her abdomen. Most of the patients we saw had arthritic pain and the common cold. After seeing 305 patients, we got back to Cusco that night at 9pm, even more exhausted than the day before. It felt good to be exhausted from working hard, though.

Day 3 was a more relaxing day. We went to one of Cusco´s many neighborhood clinics, aka Centro de Salud. This one was the Centro de Salud Santiago. Our mission for that day was nutrition education to mothers and their children. We made educational posters to show mothers what they should feed their children from the ages of 0-5 months, 6-8 months, 9-11 months, 1-2 yrs, and 3-5 yrs. Additionally, we cooked these foods to show them examples and have them and their children try samples.

Mothers and their children learning about proper nutrition
Malnutrition is a big problem in Peru. It doesn´t help that global demand of quinoa, a native staple here since pre-Inka times, has driven its prices through the roof (it currently costs more than chicken), and now the poor can´t afford to buy it. I don´t even want to get started on the domino effect it causes on the agriculture of other foods commonly eaten by Peruvians. Like in many countries, it is generally cheaper for the poor to eat junk food. Malnutrition-related anemia is rampant among the impoverished children here. The community clinics are adamant about preventing and correcting malnutrition and anemia. The foods we cooked as samples were affordable and easy to prepare. Although it may not sound appetizing here is what we cooked to battle against malnutrition, and particularly anemia for children 1 year old and older: pureed chicken liver scrambled with eggs, green onions, and chopped carrots, deep fried as an iron and protein packed omelette. Note: limeade, simply made with water and 4 limes and a little sugar, is especially important to drink when eating liver in order to help your body absorb the iron.

Trying out our nutritious food samples
On our fourth day, we drove to the outskirts of Cusco, near the airport, to set up a clinic. This is the only neighborhood in Cusco that does not have a government-run Centro de Salud. They didn´t even have a building big enough to host the clinic. We literally moved the furniture out of a family´s living room and used it for our lung and abodmen assessments and pharmacy/doctor consultation. We set up a long tent just outside for the first 6 assessment stations. Neighboring families donated their tables and chairs to our cause. It was quite literally a community effort. Since our space was so minimal, we combined some of the body assessment stations together to avoid unnecessary people traffic through and between the tent and living room. Thankfully, we had another registered nurse from England, and 3 nursing students join our volunteer group. Their skills noticeably helped the flow of the clinic. We attended to 110 patients that day.

The week of the health campaign was busy, but incredibly refreshing to get to work hard to help people who don´t have any sort of health care. Dra. Mildred is absolutely amazing. She organized the week with the people of each town/neighborhood. Apparently Maximo Nivel hosts 3 of these health campaigns per year. Hopefully I will still be around for the next one.





Monday, January 14, 2013

Feliz Navidad!

First and foremost, I want to thank the readers who donated money to help us buy our leukemia kids their Christmas presents from ¨Papa Noel¨! Since I want you to see the smiles on their faces when they opened their presents, I have posted the pictures from that happy day.
Trying to hold on to all of his presents at once

Our jugadores de futbol

Teddy Bear hug

Cars and Man-dolls (aka action figures)

Smile :)

Group shot

My soccer players again
Every year at Christmas when I´m away from home, I get terribly homesick. For the last two years I have had to work during Christmas, so I had become accustomed to working my 12 hour night shifts and sleeping through the holiday. However, this year was different because I was awake and didn´t miss Christmas, and it was one I will never forget. As homesick and emo as I was during the days leading up to Dec. 25, I actually enjoyed this Christmas and found the spirit of the season with my leukemia kids and fellow volunteers.

On Christmas Eve, I went to my hospital and spent time drawing Papa Noel with my kids and watching Christmas movies. In the afternoon, our organization, Maximo Nivel, was hosting a big Christmas dinner for their 3 orphanages. We spent the afternoon at the orphanage with these kids setting up for the dinner and decorating, and, of course, preparing/cooking the grand dinner.

Santa getting ready at the orphange

¨Papa Noel¨handing out presents at the orphanage

That night, a couple friends and I went out to dinner, overlooking the incredibly crowded Plaza de Armas. Christmas in Cusco is a huge fiesta. Local Peruvians from out of town flock to the Plaza. It´s a very interesting Christmas tradition: the impoverished locals from the hills come into town and set up their markets selling anything and everything they can on the 24th and the 25th, and at night they sleep on the sidewalk bundled up together. For many here, Christmas is the time when they can make the most money, and take what they earn back up to their small villages in the hills to get by for they next few months.

By midnight, the Christmas market was cleared away, and everyone returned to shoot off fireworks. It was really pretty, but it also felt like, what I can only imagine to be, a war zone. Firecrackers rocketing up pretty close, or spinning on the ground, and all coming from every direction. We hurried home and shot off a couple fireworks from our roof. Merry Christmas!

On Christmas day, I woke up early to go to one of the many Catholic churches to attend Christmas mass. I didn´t understand much, as it was naturally in Spanish, but I totally missed the memo about bringing a baby Jesus to mass and getting it blessed by the priest. By the time I figured holy communion was about to happen, every family lined up to get their baby Jesuses blessed. It took forever. Then I went to my hospital and visited my kids for a couple hours. The rest of the day was spent with my lovely house mates, eating, drinking, and watching Christmas movies. We saved the best for last: It´s a Wonderful Life.

Ciao