I’m spending this month at Brewelskloof tuberculosis hospital in Worcester, a small town in South Africa ’s Western Cape  province .  It’s just a bit over an hour’s drive from Cape Town 
This population – at least the subset of people from these farming communities who get MDR-TB – is really disadvantaged.  Walking through expansive upscale shopping malls and trendy organic markets in the city (Cape Town Worcester 
I’m also observing long delays before patients with MDR TB in their sputum got onto appropriate treatment.  Cultures take several weeks (and AFB smears, we’re told, tend to be reviewed hastily here and rarely come back positive), and then drug susceptibility testing take more time.  But besides waiting for lab results, there also must be other delay somewhere along the process of realizing a culture shows MDR, notifying the clinic, finding the patient, and getting them into treatment, because we are often seeing gaps of 3, 4, even 6 months between when a sputum is collected and when appropriate MDR treatment is started.  Plus, while waiting for the DST results, sometimes patients get a single drug added, or are started on treatment regimens with only 1 or 2 drugs that turn out to be active, which is exactly what you don’t want to see.  Starting first-line therapy after a positive smear or culture is automatic here, I’m told, even in patients with risk factors for drug resistance, but I’m curious to analyze whether these first-line regimens negatively impact either MDR outcomes or transmission of MDR within patient’s households and communities. 
Finally, on a somewhat related note, all this reading of paper charts makes me appreciate electronic medical records.  But not everyone here views computers the same way.  We were talking today with South African collaborators about electronic records, about plans for expanding our electronic database to capture a broader slice of hospital’s data for research purposes, and even about the possibility of transitioning to a electronic medical record for clinical use.  The rural clinician in the group was puzzled about how this would work: the doctors would have to go back to their offices at the end of the day and type in everything they had done?  The idea of placing computers within the ward blew him away.  Another researcher mentioned that he’d been abroad and seen a clinical pharmacologist with an iPad, who was able to look up information about pharmacokinetics to show the team as they rounded; he’d been amazed.  But none of them really have a vision for what computers could add to their clinical or research work.  My American mentor/collaborator and I tried to convey the potential usefulness of an electronic record for prompting doctors to enter data that the hospital wants to collect, for keeping track of outcomes or adverse events in real time, or for retrospectively answering questions that no one has thought of yet, but I don’t think we got through.  I imagine that the push toward electronic charting isn’t so far away for a country like South Africa Worcester , I can’t connect long enough to find the CoE blog, so I’ll be posting this in a few days once I get to Cape Town 
Emily Kendall
PGY-2, Internal Medicine
 
Hello Emily
ReplyDeleteMy goodness, I have no idea how your page got to my browser or how I got to my browser and this page was there. My name is Asanda, (nice to e-meet you :)).
I have just been diagnosed with this MDR TB. Ingathi lishwangusha in my life since I have been diagnosed. 'Ingathi lishwangusha' means it is like a curse in my life. A curse sent by a tikoloshe. A tikoloshe is a smaaall (imaginary), tiny but very old man with a big, long and beard that goes around the village spreadig disease. He is so old he carries an old stick around to help him walk while he does his evil work. I don't know when we met or when he came (secretly, like any witch or wizard) to give me this curse that is TB.
I have been toying around the idea of telling the story of my TB journey since I have been diagnosed. I will not lie to you, it has been a stinking experience I have been diagnosed. I know all about being underprivileged and aĺl these things you are describing, talking and complaining about - I know about them first hand.
If you want to chat or hear more please do email me. My story is painful but I want to tell it in a wonderful and funny way to inspire others in my situation. I want them to still feel their dignity because when you are there to fetch your medication and take your bum out to be injected everyday, it goes out the window.
I am glad I read this blog. Thank you for writing it even though I don't know how I came across it. I am truly grateful. Like I said, I want to tell my story. I jusy don't know how. Even if no else is, you seem like just the person who would be interested in it.
Email address: asandai.mcoyana@gmail.com
Thank you
Asanda Mcoyana
Wuuuh spell check was off when I wrote this comment. I don't even know whete it is phofu. I am using a new phone.
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