Showing posts with label Mary E. Ulrich. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mary E. Ulrich. Show all posts

30 January 2012

Reflections from stateside

I've asked my colleague, Mary E. "Betty" Ulrich, MSN, RN, ANP-BC, FNP, to write a guest post. A nurse practitioner with the U.S. Foreign Service, Betty, a retired U.S. Army major and a member of the Honor Society of Nursing, Sigma Theta Tau International, is presently stationed in Kabul, Afghanistan. — Judie Pruett

Upon my return to the United States from Kabul, Afghanistan for a little R & R (rest and relaxation), I spent some time in a U.S. hospital system when my sister required a biopsy. As a nurse practitioner who has practiced in many places in this world, including Africa, Asia, Europe and the Caribbean island of Haiti, I sat in wonder of the U.S. medical system I had taken for granted.

To my colleagues who also work in remote places, I say, imagine a hospital with clean floors, medications available when the health care provider orders them, an efficient administrative staff, air conditioning in the summer and heat in the winter, a safety-conscious environment, meals delivered to your patients’ rooms, clean linen, disposable gloves, patient call buttons and access to mammography before a lump is palpable. These are all items normally available at U.S. hospitals. Life under these circumstances would be heavenly for those of us in the “field.” Understand that these benefits are not the norm in many hospitals around the world.

In Africa, most hospitals require families to provide meals and perform daily bathing and changing of linens. There are too few nurses to take care of too many patients.

Morocco has recently started encouraging women to get mammograms. Unfortunately, the service is not affordable for most women. In Casablanca, the Institut Pasteur reports that the pathology department is seeing more early-stage tumors. In previous years, most tumors were stage 4 specimens. It’s a sign of progress.

In Hungary, local nurses told me that, historically, disposable gloves were washed on the night shift and reused, as there was no money to purchase additional gloves. Poor funding of public hospitals in pre-European Union days demanded adjustments in techniques. The public hospitals do good work under severe budget restraints, but only privately funded hospitals can afford to comply with all the regulations and recommendations.

In Liberia, a nurse told me she thought piped-in oxygen was a wonderful idea but did not expect to see this modern equipment during her lifetime.

In many hospitals around the world, when a medication is prescribed to an inpatient for PO or IV use, the family must go to the pharmacy, purchase the drug and bring it back to the hospital for the ward nurse to give to the patient.

I remember my African housekeeper asking for extra money to treat her malaria. When I questioned her about the results of her tests, her remarks stayed with me a long time. “We can’t afford both the tests and the medicines, so we buy the medicine when we get the fever.” Education comes in many forms.

I do not want to convey an unwritten message of “Don’t get sick outside the USA.” I have seen many doctors around the world, with excellent skills and little technology, who perform some pretty impressive diagnoses. When X-rays aren’t available, listening to a chest with a stethoscope takes on different intensity. When the nearest CT is 100 miles away or in the next country, a well-performed abdominal exam by an expert physician is held in extremely high esteem.

In many countries, very little high technology is available to doctors who take care of the common man or woman. Consequently, physicians have honed advanced ultrasound skills seldom seen elsewhere.

While I am only days away from ending this R & R and returning to Afghanistan, I am gently reminded that, even though our system isn’t perfect, I am grateful that it does struggle for continuous improvement.

For Reflections on Nursing Leadership (RNL), published by the Honor Society of Nursing, Sigma Theta Tau International.

16 December 2010

You’re going where?

I've asked my colleague, Mary E. "Betty" Ulrich, RN, MSN, ANP-BC, FNP, to write a guest posting for today's blog entry. Betty, also a member of the Honor Society of Nursing, Sigma Theta Tau International, is a retired U.S. Army major who wasn’t through with public service and brought her considerable experience and expertise to the U.S. Foreign Service. — Judie

I don’t know how folks functioned in the U.S. Foreign Service before the advent of the personal computer. Every year, about a third to half of embassy staff members prepare to rotate to the next blue horizon. That goes for the medical crew, as well. We bid on a job list that is anxiously awaited every year and then get down to the business of learning geography all over again. Not every U.S. embassy has a health unit, so we are not in tune to every country, but we don’t do too badly.

I was working for the State Department about a year before it dawned on me that we don’t bid on country assignments but capitals. So, when you are looking at a list and it says, Yaoundé, you’d better look it up before you put it on your list. Many of you will know Berlin, Rome, Frankfurt and Beijing, but what about Lilongwe, Antananarivo, Ulaanbaatar, Chisinau, Quito or Cartagena? Okay, you may know Cartagena, if you are a Michael Douglas “Romancing the Stone” movie fan.

So, every year, the medical folks help those who are bidding on jobs—sometimes on the other side of the world—to assure that medical assets required by the bidder’s family are available at the new posting. Easier said than done! Over the years, a system of evaluating and writing down medical contacts and sources of excellent care has evolved into a massive worldwide I’ve-got-you-covered list. So Jamie, who has asthma and wants to go to an air-polluted environment, will need a very good pulmonologist who, by the way, speaks English well enough so that her mother, whose native tongue is French, will understand.

This whole topic evolved as a patient—and friend—walked into the office the other day and said her husband had gotten the job of his dreams in Lusaka.

“Great!” I said. “Hmmm,” I was thinking quietly, “where in the world? Okinawa? Japan? Southeast Asia?” No, my friends, none of the above. It’s the lovely country previously known as Zambia.

Now, what part of Africa is that in? Get out the maps, which a seasoned Foreign Service officer has bookmarked on the desktop. The usual thoughts race through the old gray cells: Malaria? Yellow fever? Diarrhea? Food sources? Typhoid? Etc, etc.

Well, this is going to take some education to pull off the medical-advice portion of a briefing for Lusaka. Like I said, I don’t know what medical providers did before the computer!

— Betty Ulrich, U.S. Foreign Service NP, medical rover, Washington, D.C. (for now)

For Reflections on Nursing Leadership (RNL), published by the Honor Society of Nursing, Sigma Theta Tau International.