I wake up before dawn to the calls
of the fishermen on the shore 50 metres away as they arrive home with their
catch. Men from the nearby village come and help pull in the nets whilst the
woman sit back with their colourful buckets, watching patiently until the fish
are flapping on the sand. At that moment they descend in a wild mêlée to get
their share of the best fish to sell or feed their families. I can hear the
buzz and excitement even over the air-conditioning unit in my room - on this
deployment to Sierra Leone with Save the Children we have been very fortunate
to stay in a standard of accommodation above that normally expected on a
humanitarian mission. For the last 4 months I have lived in a beautiful
location on the beach, in a hotel with a swimming pool, where I don't have to
cook, clean or do any of my own washing. Not what I expected when I applied to
work in one of the poorest countries in the world and certainly in stark
contrast to the village located outside
the walls.
The journey to work at the Ebola
Treatment Centre (ETC) takes 30 minutes in one of the minibuses that shuttle us
to and fro at the start and end of each day. For the first time since I arrived
in January this morning it rained. It rained the type of rain you only
experience in the Tropics; a sudden, dark, angry downpour of such fury that
even the goats took shelter under the plastic sack awnings of the makeshift
houses we drove past. Just as suddenly it's over and while the dust is still
settling, the humidity begins to soar.
On arrival at the ETC,
temperatures are checked and hands are washed in 0.05% chlorine. By the end of
the day this routine will have been repeated upwards of 30 times. A temperature
above 37.5°C results in being denied entry into the ETC and a sit down in the
shade; a second high reading and the doctor is called. Putting on scrubs in the
changing room someone will invariably make the standard appeal: "Has anyone
got a spare pair of socks?". Nobody wants to go barefoot in rubber boots
the whole day.
After opening the pharmacy, greeting
the staff, recording fridge temperatures, emptying bins and disinfecting the
benches, it's time for the 8am clinical handover where the night team presents
how the patients have fared since the previous evening. Requests for further IV
fluid for patient A, ceftriaxone for patient B and frequent nappy changing
for patient C are noted. I record any new medications that have been prescribed
overnight or any drugs not given on the morning round and make sure they are
available quickly for the next team preparing to go into the red zone. Having a
pharmacist present at the handover gives me the opportunity to intervene on
formulary substitutions, advise on correct dosing, draw attention to
interactions and suggest treatment options, for example. It is
also an opportunity for the pharmacist to highlight their role within the
multi-disciplinary team - the ETC is staffed by Sierra Leonean clinicians, NHS
doctors and nurses, and the Cuban Medical Brigade - not all familiar with the
benefits a pharmacist can bring to patient care.
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Morning handover |
The pharmacy department is made
up of pharmacists and pharmacy technicians from the Sierra Leonean Ministry of
Health, Save the Children International and the UK Ministry of Defence. This
multi-cultural, multi-sector working atmosphere brings together an interesting
mix of experience, protocols and pharmacy practice. The disciplined and
comprehensive approach of the MOD pharmacy team combined with the enthusiasm
of the national staff makes for a
fantastic, fun working environment.
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Phil, Teresa, John, Harold and Al Hassan - some of the pharmacy team |
Other morning duties include
packing down medicines like paracetamol, multivitamins, and zinc into
individual patient doses. These and other common medications are stored in small
quantities on the Nurses Station so that they are available 24 hours a day if
required. When a team goes into the red zone they take with them any medication
needed at that time in the quantities prescribed and administer it to the
patients themselves. Drugs required once the team is already inside can be
requested via the radios located in the red zone and sent in through hatches in
the fence. Pharmacy is responsible for making sure the medicines are topped up
twice a day and that the supply of IV fluids is maintained.
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Michael, Mary, Sorie, Samuel and Tariq in the pharmacy |
Having been trained in Personal
Protective Equipment (PPE), I prepare to go into the red zone preferably before
the hottest part of the day. With a buddy, usually one of the doctors or
nurses, we follow the strict protocol and spend 20 minutes 'donning' our gear
including suit, mask, hood, apron, two pairs of gloves, and finally goggles. After
checking each other for breaches, our names are written on our hoods and the current
time written on our sleeves, and we are cleared to enter. My jobs in the red
zone include checking that no medications are being stored on the wards, that syringes
of IV drugs have not been left lying around and that there is no glass -
bottles or ampoules - inside. Glass equals the potential for cuts of skin and
tears of PPE - one of the worst possible incidents in the red zone. All
parenteral drugs are reconstituted and drawn up in the green zone to keep the
risks to a minimum.
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The 'donning' room |
Being in the red zone is a
physically challenging experience and a very humbling one. Meeting the patients
who until then have only been a name on a whiteboard, talking to them, trying
to make the children smile - these are some of the memories I will take away
with me. Within 30-40 minutes the heat becomes too much. I can no longer see
clearly through my misted goggles and the sweat that drips down your face
collects in the mask in such quantities that some people have to swallow it
just to be able to breathe. The decontamination process is the most important
step of all and takes another 20 minutes, so it is important to consider that
when judging how long you can tolerate in PPE.
The 'deconners' are amazing men and women. When you no longer have the
mental acuity to undress safely through heat exhaustion, step by step
instructions are called to you by the chlorine-wielding hygienists, many of
whom were farmers, drivers or teachers before the Ebola outbreak.
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Hygienists |
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De-conning |
After a lunch of African stew, the
afternoon involves stock checks, stock reporting and preparing to place and
receive international orders. The most important role of the pharmacist in the
humanitarian context is ensuring that the supply chain is intact, reliable and
efficient. Managing the levels of medication, IV fluids and medical sundries
fall under the remit of the pharmacist. Accurate stock levels must be kept to
pre-empt and avoid stock-outs.
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Stock checks |
Meetings with the health teams
and the logistic teams fill the rest of the day along with teaching the national
pharmacists aspects of clinical pharmacy, auditing skills and how to use the new
pharmacy dispensing programme. On a good day there may be a discharge
ceremony to attend for a patient finally clear of Ebola. Having the best air-conditioning at the ETC not to mention
a kettle and a cafetiere, the pharmacy is also a popular place for colleagues
to pop in for a well-earned coffee and a cool down. I think I can officially
add barista to my list of skills gained on this deployment!
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A discharge ceremony |
For ten hours a day, six days a
week my life is at the ETC. Evenings are spent chatting with new friends over dinner or a drink, using the projector to organise a movie
night, or having a beach bonfire. Sometimes it really is necessary to
forget about Ebola for awhile.