An obstetrician by the name Swabra Swaleh Breik, had to take her sick son into the operating room while performing surgery (C-section) on a pregnant woman recently, has explained the act..
The woman who works in the Olkalou
district hospital in Kenya, claimed her decision to put her son on her back
while performing the surgery despite being three months pregnant
herself, was a very tough one.
hate and love this picture because it depicts
my life, to be specific my career life in equal measures. I had my Sick
and cranky son with me in theatre because on that specific call week, I
had no nanny, my able nanny was at a burial. My partner was away, we
worked in different hospitals hundreds of kilometers apart. It was a
weekend, so no colleague would have helped. The understaffed Olkalou
district hospital has only one doctor covering the hospital every night
and all weekend. no nurse would have helped carry my temi, they were
engaged in the labour suite, the only available nurse covering the
hospital had gone for a referral to nakuru pgh. Everything had worked to
lead us here. I was three months pregnant. It was not the first time,
this had happened severally, mostly when, like any mother, previous
nannies would be overwhelmed by my call weeks.
I hate that I have my son in theatre
when he should be well settled in his bed. I hate that I was weak, tired
and nauseous, and yet still yielded a knife in my hand. I hate the fact
I couldn't refer this woman, the mother and baby wouldn't have made it.
I love that they both lived. I love that my nanny came back and hate that, after three years of service to
Olkalou district hospital the county went ahead to deny me my well
deserved study leave despite sponsoring every other doctor therein with
less years experience simply because, in their words, "what assurance
did they have I'd return as a consultant? ".My last name is swaleh, not
kamau,kinyanjui, karanja.... I was forced into a resignation.
I
hate that the county is still rife with corruption, extravagance,
buying Christmas trees worth 2 million each, instead of dealing with all
these inadequacies, failed systems, instead of paying me my well
deserved money.
I've neared that point where I'll no longer
care, I've given way too much of myself, my family, my kid, my marriage,
my emotions, my health, to this failed system. Like a damaged lover who
takes all the life from you and leaves you as a shell of your former
self, this failed system keeps stealing my joy in this great profession.
Only the CBA can right these wrongs.
It is not government pay doctors. No. For what is a full pocket if I
still have to go through all these motions again? It is, government
implement the CBA. Simple. I want my stolen joy restored. Kenyans should
be asking for their joy too.
Tell me how comfortable you would be seeing your pregnant surgeon carrying a cranky sick crying toddler."
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