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Almost every child has a “cold.” The symptoms are as follows: swollen eyes, fever, abdominal pain, and joint pain. Then you have to figure out what they have — the kid with pneumonia had the exact same chief complaint as everyone else (the difference being her respiratory rate of 44). The trick, wherever you are, is to figure out what your patient means and how to translate it into what you mean.(It took me the longest time to figure out that when my US patients say they’re “dehydrated,” they mean their mouth feels dry. Not dehydration as I understand it, any more than Jamaican kids have a cold as I understand it.) Moms are really on it. They have got the protocol on using oral rehydration solution when their kids have gastroenteritis. “DPH” seems to be quite a popular remedy for the ubiquitous cold. It took me a bit to figure out that this is diphenhydramine, aka Benadryl. Perhaps moms like it because it puts the kid to sleep while they get over whichever cold they have! On day two, I remembered to ask an important question — has your child had worm medication in the last 6 months?

are the same the world over. They run and tussle push each other and fall and break things. I saw two of them today — a distal humerus fracture and a radius/ulna fracture. Both got placed in posterior splints and send to the ortho clinic at St Ann’s Bay. Week one, day one. Medicine — it’s the same the world over. Nurses are helpful, colleagues answer questions, moms have lots of concerns about their kids. Oh wait…I haven’t had any moms in California ask (about pink eye and allergic rashes) “could it be Zika?”

Friday I returned to Port Antonio. I alternate Friday’s working between the Hospital (top of the hill) and Health Centre (bottom of the hill). Since its a 2 hour drive from my base in Tower Isle, Fridays involve a lot of commuting. It’s a beautiful hilly winding drive, though, especially in eastern Portland Parish where Port Antonio is. “Lush” is the word that comes to mind. The “bush” as it is called here, is filled with palms, orchids, wild bananas, and huge flowering tropical trees. Portland Parish is called “the Garden Parish” and is decidedly less developed than the western end of the north coast. The bush itself is very dense and wild feeling. I’ve read that Port Antonio was THE tourist center in the 1940s and 50s . The actor Errol Flynn ran his yacht ashore off of Port Antonio and liked it so much he ended up staying. His Hollywood friends followed and Port Antonio became THE destination of the rich and famous. Today its pretty quiet though a yacht harbor here bears his name. The town itself has become somewhat of a backwater despite its natural beauty. There are no pediatricians here that I”m aware of. I function as a consultant while here rotating between the local health centre and the hospital/ED. Sicker kids are referred to Annotto Bay or Bustamante Children’s Hospital in Kingston. Finally, I was asked a question this week by a concerned Mom (Mummy) in Jamaica. I had just finished seeing her daughter who had a very obvious case of impetigo on her face and arms. I had completed her prescription and talked about treatment with Mummy. “But wait, doctor, what about her sugar medicine”. Whoa! did I miss something important? She sure didn’t look like a new diabetic, there had been no history of diabetes, she sure wasn’t ketotic….. As I started to ask Mummy about symptoms and diabetes, she replied “no doctor, every time she eats sugar this comes”. Her favorite food? Sweets of course…..problem solved!! No more medicines needed, Mummy, just stop the sweets!! and Mummy smiled

I can’t believe the time here is passing so rapidly!! My second week started with a challenging Monday at Port Maria. On arrival I became immediately involved with an asthmatic boy. He repsonded to treatment but as I was writing up his chart I heard faint labored stridor from the A&ED. Wandering over, I found it was a small 6 month old girl with significant croup…. croup you that may cause airway obstruction. !!!! Again, working with the local A&E doctors, racemic epinephrine eased the symptoms significantly. But with the baby’s age and presentation she was soon on her way to Annotto Bay for admission and more care than could be done at Port Maria. Off to a busy start! Unfortunately the day ended sadly with the stabbing death of a 15 year old boy. He was in an altercation with a classmate at his local high school and arrived dead…..in the back of a pickup truck trying to get him to care in time. He was still in his school uniform….. My experience so far here has been one of warm, caring, friendly people. Not just at the resort that I’m staying at, but with the staff in the A&ED (ER), the parents in my clinics, all the Jamaicans I’ve met. They’re very proud of their country, they’re very concerned about family, and they have gone out of their way to thank me for volunteering. I saw how shaken many were with this boy’s needless death and their concern for their own children. Violence is sadly present in both of our cultures. Perhaps by volunteering we can help, just a little, better lives both in Jamaica and at home.

In general, many of the patients I see in Jamaica have similar issues to my patients in Minnesota. Some things, however, are distinctly different. What did I know about Ackee fruit before coming here…..well, Nothing! Yet I’ve been told that ackee is Jamaica’s national fruit. It’s served with saltfish for breakfast and is probably the most popular dish besides Jerked “fill-in-the-meat”. It’s even frequently on our breakfast buffet here at Couples tower Isle. that’s all well and good until you find out that ackee, if eaten less than fully ripe, causes a rapid and profound hypoglycemic reaction that can be potentially fatal. You sure can’t say that about your morning poached egg or bowl of Wheaties!! As a result Docs here take ackee poisoning very seriously and screen any potential victim very closely. Ackee ingestion is even the leadoff question on the ER’s triage screening form. Hmmmmm, I did have ackee and saltfish this morning………. Another Jamaican custom I’ve been introduced to is Bush Tea. Initially I thought it might be a local brand of tea (why not, they grow great coffee here) or perhaps a type of specialty tea from the more remote inland mountains. Wrong on both counts. Bush tea is a traditional medicinal tea, or I should say teas, made quite literally from a bush. Which bush you may ask? Well from a variety of bushes depending on the illness being treated and the grandmother involved. Some, like peppermint tea, are benign. Others, like “Leaf of Life” buy you a ticket to a Hospital bed. Teas are made from plants like “Dog Blood” (yum) and “Spirit Weed” (you’ll soon be one?). One local doc joked that the stranger the name the more trouble you may be in. It’s a real issue here as bush teas are still commonly given for a wide range of complaints. In kids especially, the “safe” range…if there is one….may be very narrow due to body size. in addition, patients or parents may not know of their bush teas ingredients or may be reluctant to say. That brings up another issue: that of Jamaican culture and traditions……but I’ll save that for another post.