Sunday, May 10, 2015

May 10th: Day 2 of Clinic


As part of the Medical Brigade, GMB@RiceU partners with in-country Global Brigades Staff and Nicaraguan community volunteers to run a temporary, mobile medical clinic.  For my morning shift in the clinic, I got to work the triage station.  This entailed me taking patients’ vitals like blood pressure, weight, pulse etc. while my fantastic partner Olivia handled the Spanish speaking components of collecting patients’ medical histories, allergies, principal symptoms, etc.

 Last year, I did not have a very positive experience with triage.  Not that many patients came through my station, the blood pressure cuffs were difficult to work with due to some mechanical issues, and I didn’t know any Spanish at the time.  This year, my experience was much different and very meaningful.  After warming up my limited Spanish acquired from one semester of the class at Rice, I got the handle of many basic Spanish phrases and could understand a decent amount of what Olivia was discussing with the patients.  I was even able to ask basic questions when I needed to take patients’ vitals, suggest ways to reduce health issues, and casually converse with the patients in Spanish.

Unlike during last year’s triage, I got extremely comfortable with the blood pressure cuff this time around—I manually took the blood pressure of elderly people, skinny people, fat people, etc.  I learned to accurately take blood pressure in one or two tries, even when the station was very loud, which felt very rewarding given my previous struggles.  We saw some pretty weird vitals, with blood pressures with systolic values of over 180 and diastolic pressures of over 120.  Things like this happen more frequently in communities with limited access to medical care or resources needed to treat chronic conditions like high blood pressure, which goes to show why the Medical Brigade is so important on a short-term scale before the community can become sustainable.

On brigade, you have to work with what you have.  And sometimes what you have isn’t as technologically advanced as what you’ll find in an American clinic, but is still enough to get by.  For example, Olivia and I even got clever about weighing an infant using adult scales.  We took the weight of the mom + baby, and then subtracted the weight of just the mom.  Which meant I got to hold a two-month old!  She was adorable J

Speaking of babies, the most meaningful part of triage for me was when my work went directly towards treating a very sick baby.  She was maybe 6 months old, and was brought to the clinic to be treated for recurrent fever.  I took her temperature via armpit, and watched as her temperature reading shot up incredibly quickly from 99 degrees to over 104 degrees in less than a minute.  From there I called the GB staff and let them know the baby needed to see the doctor immediately.  Babies do have higher resting temperatures than adults, but it was still important for the baby to get immediate medical attention. 

They sent her off to do the doctor, and the diagnosis didn’t look too good.  In fact, it took three doctors to come up with an appropriate course of action. They discovered that she had been treated for pneumonia 3 days before, but it seemed as though the medicine wasn’t working (or was even making her sicker!).  It was clear that she was under mild respiratory distress—the doctors observed that the muscles around her ribs were being recruited to assist with breathing, which happens in extreme situations comparable to during a workout that brings a body to the brink of total exhaustion.  In the end, the American and Nicaraguan doctors decided the baby needed to go to the hospital immediately.  Normally, the combination of mountainous terrain, inadequate transportation and/or cost prevents families from receiving adequate medical care in hospital settings.  But Global Brigades ended up using one of their personal trucks usually designated for transporting medical supplies to rush the mom and the baby to the hospital. 

I would much rather have days where there aren’t “exciting” cases like this.  In fact, I would rather there not be a need for GB in a hypothetical world where every community across the globe became sustainable.  But given that these situations exist, it was really rewarding to have played even a small a role in the front line of that baby’s treatment.  If GMB hadn’t been there, that baby would not have gotten the medical attention she needed.  One of the doctors told me that cases of pneumonia in young children can progress from severe to fatal in as few as three hours, and that we were lucky to have caught it at our clinic.


Again, all of this brings me back to GB’s strive for sustainability.  Respiratory illnesses can be aggravated by a lack of proper ventilation in houses with wood-burning stoves.  Taking the steps to implement an eco-stove can help prevent cases like that of the baby that I just described. With that in mind, I look forward to the Public Health Brigade in the days to come.  We will be implementing a set of 3 public health installments in each of the homes of three families within a rural community to help make a sustainable difference.  Thanks for reading, and stay healthy J

Saturday, May 9, 2015

May 7th: Traveling to Nicaragua

Wow, I can’t believe this is finally happening. 

We’ve been preparing for almost a year now, and all of our efforts are coming together.  It feels surreal!  Even while I was on the plane, I couldn’t believe that we were actually headed to Nicaragua after all these months of planning. 

For those of you that don’t know what I’m talking about—I’m helping lead a hybrid Medical/Public Health Brigade to Nicaragua as VP of Global Medical Brigades at Rice University.  Our team of 32 Rice students is traveling to the community of San Gabriel to host temporary, free medical clinics in addition to following up with sustainable public health projects.  More details to come as we go along!

Although I didn’t blog about it, I participated in a Medical Brigade last year.  Comparing my experiences between this year and last year has been quite interesting so far, even though we've only just started traveling.  Last year, I was very nervous, unaware of what to expect given that I had no firsthand brigade experience.  This time around, I had a good idea of what to expect, given that I helped plan the brigade and have been on one before.  Last year, I looked up to the leadership for guidance.  This time, I’m part of the leadership, and people come to me for guidance. Last year, I felt like I didn’t know my team very well at the beginning of the brigade.  As a leader this year, I’ve gotten to know everyone on the brigade in advance, and I’m not afraid to strike up a conversation.  Last year, I was a lot shyer!

Anyways, after making our connection in El Salvador, landing in Managua (of Nicaragua) was quite a spectacle.  Since it was nighttime, the ground below us during landing was dotted with lots of glittering, glowing lights.  Managua seemed to be quite developed from the air.  After having some trouble clearing customs, meeting the in-country Global Brigades staff was great.  Everyone has been friendly and welcoming.  

Our temporary lodging for the night was unexpectedly quite nice-- the wifi was great, they provided us with shampoo/soap and it even had a pool!  While these are normal occurrences in developed nations, they are luxuries in developing nation.  To imagine all the things we take for granted in our daily lives  All in all, it has been a pleasant experience so far!  I look forward to tomorrow, where we will be preparing for the clinic by sorting medications and organizing our education component!


Stay tuned for the adventures to come.  Thanks for reading!

Jackie and I just before leaving the hotel that GMB@RiceU stayed at temporarily! 


Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Palo Alto: Calling for Interpersonal Reform

As you’ve probably already heard from news articles and countless Facebook statuses, more and more young adults in Palo Alto are choosing to end their own lives. Palo Alto is notorious for its cutthroat culture, and many people believe that this unfortunate cultural system can't be changed. And boy, do I disagree.

As much as I love Palo Alto-- and trust me, I really do-- the underlying culture is in fact highly oppressive towards teens.  Many teachers and students alike measure self worth in terms of GPA, college acceptances and overall prestige.  From my own experience growing up in Palo Alto, I found that students were uncharacteristically critical and negative towards each other.  Students were so blatantly competitive over topics ranging from academics to body image.  To add to the negativity, Palo Alto is filled with immense disparities in wealth—wealth that I didn’t realize was unusual until I left home for the first time.  In addition to all that, there are still all the usual struggles characteristic of teenager years: insecurities, social life issues, problems at home that are beyond a student's control, etc.  And on top of everything else, potential underlying mental health issues.

Now back to addressing changing “this system.”  Sometimes it feels like a lost cause to try and change this unique, strange cultural system in Palo Alto.  But I am adamant that change is not only possible, it’s within reach.  And no, I’m not just talking a Facebook photo campaign or adjustments in school policies.  I’m talking small, but critical changes in the way we interact with people.

It seems like such a simple thing, telling people to refine the ways they interact with their peers.  But something as small as sincerely asking, “How are you doing?” can go a long way.  And following up with questions when your peer says, “Not so well, I’ve been pretty stressed out lately,” instead of starting a competition to see who’s suffering more (and come on, I know you and I both have done this at some point).  Maybe they’ll tell you about what’s been going on at home, or with their relationships or with academics.  Even if it’s just in passing in the halls, trust me, active listening matters. By no means is this the full solution to a complex array of social issues, but this feels like a step in the right direction to create more personal support within a community.  

Small demonstrations of human compassion like this can make a huge difference.  I’m not even talking going as far as being someone’s close friend (Although that’s great.  Friendship is wonderful!).  I’m talking simply listening to peers in the halls while walking to class, picking up on their body language, and offering even small displays of support.  From my own personal experience at Rice, even small displays of kindness can result in people opening up to each other.  And two people trusting each other creates support systems that can empower each person to get help when needed.


Rice has been ranked multiple times as home of the #1 Happiest Students.  But did you know that according to the Rice National College Health Assessment in 2014 by Rice’s Wellness Center,  29.8% of students at Rice felt so depressed that it was difficult to function?  That’s right.  Almost one in three students at Rice, one of the happiest universities in the states, is suffering.  Now I could only imagine that number is higher for high school students in Palo Alto, among other places.  Showing that you care, even in small ways, can make a huge difference.  Because odds are your neighbor is hurting, and just seriously listening can be the support someone needs to make it through the day.  And this isn’t just advice for people in Palo Alto.  This is social reform that is relevant absolutely everywhere.  So please take a moment next time your friend, roommate, classmate, etc seems distressed and really try to be there for them in a way that seems right.  I know I’ll keep trying, and I hope you do to. 


If you or a loved one needs to, give them a call!  Or reach out to someone that cares about you, like me :)

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

#4 Ocean Beach, San Francisco

Ocean Beach is my go-to beach in the Bay Area.  The water is great for wading, the sand is soft, and the scenery is beautiful.  Every beach in Nor Cal gets cold and foggy, but personally, I've had great luck with Ocean Beach weather. I've gone on three spontaneous beach trips to OB this past year, and 2 of the 3 days had perfectly clear skies! 
Day 1
Day 2
Day 3
If you're unfamiliar with beaches in California, they are notoriously cold.  Air temperature on the beach is usually around 60°F year round, plus or minus 10°.  Arctic ice melt makes the water coldest and the air foggiest in the summers, so be sure to bring warm clothing if you're sensitive to the cold. If you're bold and want to wade in spite of the chill, Ocean Beach is just the place!  The waves aren't usually too strong on the main stretch of beach.  Check out these mild waves.  They're even kid friendly!



There's almost always something fun happening at Ocean Beach.  The wind is perfect for kite flying and the waves are great for boogie boarding.  If you're feeling more adventurous, apparently you can even try parasailing!  I don't see parasailing often here, so I snapped some great pictures when I had the chance.  



The third day I came out here, there was a surfing convention of sorts.  There were dozens of surfers hitting the waves.  Although I'm not a surfer myself, it seems as though Ocean Beach is a surfing hotspot as well, so bust out your board if you have one!  Check out these surfers in action.

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This beach sure does have some neat scenery.  Off to the distance, there are some lovely coastal rocks that make for a nice site.  While they are too far off the coast to be able to reach them, they sure do look nice!


If you're feeling chilly, walking through the sand dunes is a great way to warm up.  The sand is usually really hot, so be sure to carry a pair of flip-flops in case you have sensitive feet like me, and can't take the heat!


It's always nice to see trees near the beach!  These trees line the cliffs that mark the end of the beach.


If you make it all the way to the end of the beach sheltered by these cliffs, you can find some neat little caves to hang out in.  They're more like crevices in the rock that are large enough for a small group of people to fit into, so you don't have to worry about getting lost in them.  The rock walls do have quite a bit of graffiti on them because many people do visit the area. These rocky caves would make a nice spot to bust out a few drinks or bring your kids to play-- hopefully not both at the same time, though, unless said drinks are boxes of apple juice!  You do have to hike out quite a bit to reach the caves, so pack lightly.



What are you waiting for?  Come chill with my buddy the seagull. Thanks for reading!

He hopes to see you soon!





Monday, January 5, 2015

India Trip Wrap Up: Final Days in Bombay

Towards the end of our trip, my poor brother woke up at 3AM with the worst case of food poisoning I've seen-- even worse than the time I got E. coli from German airplane food during the outbreak in 2011.  Over the course of the next two days, a combination of prescribed meds, liquids and rest in the hotel room lead to my brother's full recovery.  So we ended up flying back to the US smoothly, thank goodness. The moral of the story is: Don't try eating oysters or calamari for the first time in India, even in a 5 star restaurant on New Years.  And listen to your overly cautious, premed sister.  If one not-absolutely-terrible thing came from this experience, it was interesting to see myself spring into action and take the graveyard shift caring from my brother from 4AM to 9AM and then making it through the day without getting phased by fatigue.  I tend not to be able to stay up very late to cram for exams (my college friends know me for getting sleepily easily, relative to other people who pull all-nighters like it's nobody's business), but its good to know that when health is involved, I can rise the occasion.  Of course, I still would have traded this realization for my brother being 100% healthy during our trip.  I'm just glad he's totally fine now!

While my brother and dad stayed at the hotel, my mom and I went to visit family.  Shopping at local stores with my wonderful family in Bombay was a much better experience than the one described in "My Breaking Point".  At local stores, you're in control rather than the vendors.  Prices are fair, and vendors are much less pushy/less likely to cheat you.  I now have some idea of how to effectively drive down prices with actions and body language, even if I can't speak Hindi.  For example: walking away when they won't bargain down to your price works wonders to get vendors to compromise.  Having multiple stores selling similar goods in close proximity to each other means you have more options, so unlike those tourist malls in the north, shop keepers don't have a monopoly.  My great aunt sure knows how to bargain calmly, while still smiling.  As inexperienced bargainers, my mom and I tended to bargain up north by visibly getting angry at vendors-- but even the most experienced bargainers might have similar reactions, given how rude/ridiculous some of those vendors were.

After shopping, I went with my family in Bombay to see the apartment where my mom's deceased father and his younger brothers lived during their earlier years.  Seeing my grandpa's name on the door really made me miss him. The entire building is going to demolished and rebuilt soon, so I'm thankful to have been able to see the apartment before it's gone.  This was also the same apartment that my mom spent the first few years of her life!   I was pleasantly shocked when the downstairs neighbors recognized my mom by name instantly, without needing my great aunt explain who she was.  The neighbors hadn't seen my mom since she was five!!  I'm amazed that they could still recognize my mom so easily, even now that she's old enough to have adult children of her own.  This goes to show how beautifully close people can get with their neighbors in India!
N.K. Shenai, that's my grandpa's name!
My great uncle, mom and great aunt together in the apartment.  They helped raise my mom when she was a small child!
My recently married aunt and uncle in Bombay make an adorable couple.   They're constantly smiling, happy and just the right amount of cuddly.  They give me hope, and honestly I want to end up in a marriage where my future husband and I are as happy as they appear to be!   Whether I choose to have a "love-marriage" (which is what Indians call a non-arranged marriage) or an arranged marriage (yes, I could see myself having an arranged marriage if dating doesn't work out), I know both types of marriage can be full of love. And in addition, whether I marry an Indian or not, everything will be okay-- plenty of other people in my family have married non-Indians and turned out just fine.  I know I have family that will love me as long as I stay true to myself.

Who I marry is up in the air at this point, but I know with certainty that I want to incorporate more of my culture into my future by choice, not because I feel obligated to.  Like my mom has been telling me for the past few years when I've struggled to find cultural balances in my life: "You can't please everyone, just be yourself."  At first I didn't fully believe her-- I thought there would be some magical way to do what everyone wanted so we could all end up happy.  But I now understand that she's right.  Being who I am should be enough for people to love me, and if it isn't, then I don't need that negativity in my life anyway.  Even if we disagree sometimes, my mom has always known best!

I was honestly scared to come to India, thinking that my family wouldn't accept me due to my lack of culture.  But now I know I am loved across India, and that I want to come back to the south at my next available chance.  Although I don't plan to come back to the north any time soon, I'll probably bring my future children to the north to so they can see the historic sites when they're old enough to appreciate them.

Thanks for sticking with me through this incredible journey.  Even though "Cultural Reflections from an ABCD's First Visit to India as an Adult" has come to a close, I hope this segment of my blog can be an eye opener for people who have limited experience with India, a source of guidance for other ABCDs like me who are trying to find their place in the world, and a fresh perspective for people very familiar with India.  It's been a privilege and a blessing to have viewers all over the world, in countries I wouldn't even expect!  Knowing I've had supporters across the globe throughout all of this has been incredible.
Kittens we saw while shopping in Bombay
And for those of you who know me, it just wouldn't be right if I ended this series of blog posts without posting some pictures of Indian kittens.  So here you go!
Kitten by my Bombay family's apartment complex
Your support means the world.  Continue to share the blog if you like, and keep the conversation about India going.  I hope this blog has been an inspiration to you somehow, even if only in a small way.

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Have a wonderful 2015, everyone!

Love,
Neena