12hour shift!

So yesterday I was working this twelve hour shift in Gynecology outpatient. I don't really fancy this shift, one the room is sooo small and stuffy and ventilation is a rumour. So I start off the morning on a slow note, I quite don't feel excited about this day one bit. Along enters a young girl, 24years of age with bleeding and she is just 7 weeks pregnant, this is her first pregnancy and her husband works in Nakuru. I explain to her that this looks like a threatened miscarriage or even an ectopic pregnancy and we need an urgent ultrasound scan to see what is happening, she listens through this quite calmly until I finish then the poor young lady starts crying and tells me she can't lose this baby! Amid her sobs and my words of comfort to her I think back about conception and life. 67% of all pregnancies are lost before a woman even notices!!50% of these occur early in the first trimester and appear just as a menstrual period though heavy, the rest a little later and cause untold grief to the expectant women. So this goes out to all of us, we are the surviving 33%, and to all the would be mothers who it didn't happen, one day it will and you will beget a life!

I saw a full grown man cry, his mother had come from a rural area and the doctors there had told the son that the lady required specialised care in a tertiary hospital. On examination and from the referral note that she was carrying (which was stuffed in a several dirty black paper bags which also had her xray films, ultrasound scans, previous prescriptions-I think of us women and our handbags!) I figure out that she has a malignancy, source unknown. Previous surgery of the abdomen, several masses were biopsied. After I examined her, her cervix looked suspicious and abdominal findings, her ovaries felt big. I had to break it down to this son that the mother has CANCER(the dreaded word) and we needed to work her up thoroughly so as to take the next course of action. What he did next humbled me to my very core, he sat down and prayed........for like five minutes and I could hear him call out to the Almighty then he looked at me and there were tears flowing down his face. To all those suffering from whatever form of cancer, pink/ purple ribbons, My aunt Selina, today I say a prayer for you, The Almighty is all caring, all knowing and we will lean not on what we know but wait upon Him for Healing.

I miss him, but I also like this feeling because it means that the love is still strong and fresh! Goood day People.