I started placement a day later than everyone else because I had to have a city orientation, but I will go into that a bit more in another post.
I am at one of the largest hospitals in Phnom Penh for my first two weeks (about 720 beds in total), and it’s about a 20 minute ride away on a tuktuk, which costs only $2 one way, so it’s quite a bargain. I’m based in the maternity department- I chose it because I’m considering it a specialty, so I wanted more experience in the area.
My goal during my time in maternity is to see at least one delivery a day, and so far I’m meeting that target because I’ve seen 4 natural births in three days! This is already better than the 2 deliveries I managed to see during my month of placement in Obs and Gynae back in the UK, so hopefully I can keep this up.
The language barrier has been difficult- they mainly speak French and Khmer, so finding an English speaking doctor to shadow was hard, but we got there in the end!
My first two days involved observing ward rounds, practising my pregnant abdomen examinations, and watching the deliveries.
Childbirth here is quite different from the UK- no epidurals and limited anaesthesia, frequent vaginal examinations during labour, and not as much consent is asked for with them, which really surprised me. The delivery is pretty much open to anyone to observe, so there were up to 10 people present in the room, so it got pretty warm in there…
Deliveries can get quite traumatic and graphic here- So. Much. Blood. A lot of the women start pushing without being fully dilated, so getting the babies out can be complicated, as tocolytics (drugs to slow down labour) aren’t as common, so there is a lot of pulling and pushing down on the abdomen to get the baby out.
Patients also have to pay for their care, and there are price lists all over the department to remind them of this.
The first patient I saw give birth told us afterwards that she would have to leave her baby with her mother for at least six months, in order to work in a restaurant to make money to pay her hospital bills. That was so heartbreaking to hear, but apparently that’s commonly done, so it’s even sadder.
Later on in the week, I attempted my first cannulation, which wasn’t successful but determined to get it next time! I also went on drug ward rounds with the midwives, and they allowed me to help them with making up drugs for injections and infusions. After observing the first one, I was able to have a go myself (under supervision ofcourse, because I was a bit nervous to go it alone).
I found giving IM injections much easier than giving the IV drugs, because they inject straight into the vein without cannulas, and holding down a vein is much more difficult than it looks.
My experiences this week have really brought home how privileged we are to have the NHS, because with the limits on resources and patients not being able to afford services, a lot of things get reused, and sterile equipment is limited.
One other thing I can’t get over is how they use latex gloves as tourniquets, when back home we throw them away after one use. I’ll repeat: We really are lucky to have the NHS, and people take it for granted too much.