I needed to keep my sanity and the love I had for medicine as a child..
Back then the hospital had a theater and an emergency cupboard, well stocked to ensure that patients got the required attention in minutes.
So I "scanned" all the casualties, those screaming "egbami o" I wasn't looking out for them, they were conscious enough to survive for few more minutes. I usually tell the nurses to handle them, analgesia, fluids, wounds, etc.
Spinal cord trauma, they ll complete the cord transection in their hilux and bumpy roads..
Closed femoral fracture = massive blood loss plus the deep laceration on the neck
Let us secure airway, pack the wound, transfuse and send to OAUTH.
2 hrs gone they weren't in Ife yet, traffic wahala..after 3 hrs they got the OAUTH. I knew the battle was lost..
1. Emergency response at site of accident
2. Transfer to my centre..
3. Air transfer to a tertiary facility
When they got to OAUTH, one retarded soul who didn't bother to read my referral letter looked and the patient..
20mins after patient packed..
My ordeal began, my nurse kept on sending messages to me to leave the hospital..the relative was fuming..
So I left for the call room within the A&E and locked myself in there for a while. I heard noises from people asking where the f'ck I was..
I was practically done with the harsh system.
To all my colleagues who have suffered so much, still in practice, trying to save lives with the little reward, you guys are the real HEROES.
I salute una..
One day you will all smile...
We can only hope that things will get better overtime but until then keep the light shining!