Snapshots from Vietnam

My first day as a volunteer doctor is spent at the Buddhist Pagoda in Hoi An. Karen and Nam, the head nun, have organised a list of patients. First is 4 year old Hien, who was left at the front door of the pagoda 4 weeks ago. Her mother may have AIDS or be too poor to care for her.

Hien looks unwell and has a swollen, discharging left eye. I think it could be periorbital cellulitis and start her on antibiotics.

Minh has dyspepsia. This is a common symptom here and I suspect helicobacter pylori is endemic. Eradication pack samples would be handy.

Dai Ngo, 67, has a cough. And no wonder, as she holds up her chest XRay and there’s a 20 cent sized piece of shrapnel in her right lung…a legacy from the war.

Cue Ng, 40, has hepatitis C. There is little intravenous drug use here in Hoi An, but plenty in Saigon and Hanoi. I’m told the HIV rate may be as high as 70%. A methadone/antiviral medication clinic is to start in Saigon…a first for the country.

Tuyet, 72, has claudication, which comes on after she has walked more than 2 kilometres... She is reassured.

Thao, 25, has obvious thyrotoxicosis with exophthalmos, tremor and tachycardia. She had a thyroidectomy in 2002, but has an enlarged right lobe easily visible.

I call it quits after seeing 35 patients.

Day 2: I travel by motorbike to the neighbouring province of Dien Ban, accompanied by Dr Josh Solomon, an American intensivist who volunteers in Vietnam for 9 months each year, and our interpreters, Anh and Vu. Each province has a dozen or so medical health centres staffed by nurses and medical assistants. Doctors do some of the sessions and the clinics provide immunisations, dressings and triage for the local hospital.

Many patients are rice farmers in their fifties with back and right shoulder pain. This is caused by degenerative disease from using the scythe in the fields. Paracetamol is dispensed.

One fellow is different as he has left shoulder pain….sure enough, he’s left handed!

Co Truong has a BCC on her neck, the first one Josh has seen in 8 years.

We finish with a home visit to 13 year old Thanh. He has AIDS and his parents have already died from this. He is cared for by his grandmother. Josh has treated him for 5 years, flying him to Saigon each month for antivirals, but he became resistant to the drugs. He has had a zero T-cell count for 2 years! There is a 10 cm ulcer on his right knee, the base is black and we suspect pseudomonas. Josh supplies ciprofloxacin but I can see he is very concerned.

I call in to see Hien back at the Buddhist pagoda. Her eye is now fine but she’s scratching at night. She has some bites on the palms and behind the ears…scabies.

Day 3. Home visits with Karen and Carmel, a volunteer nurse from Victoria.

Le, 37, has asthma. I give her a salbutamol spray and the “Josh spacer”.[an adapted plastic water bottle]

The next house is a hygiene nightmare. Son, 3, and his sister, Van, 9, have infected eczema, mainly on their faces and scalp. Carmel will do daily visits, washing the affected areas with sterile water and applying cortisone creams. She will give them their morning antibiotic dose and Dao,10, their elder sister, will do the other doses. Karen will tackle the hygiene problems.

We visit Nguyen, a 30 year old man bedridden for 12 years after encephalitis. Karen has had a carer for him 6 days per week. He was in a bad way a few months ago but now he has gained weight, he’s smiling, clean, has no bed sores and is much more alert. The carer, Lien, washes him, feeds him, exercises his limbs, reads to him and sits him up for short periods. There are no chains on his bed as there were before.

We visit Karen’s school. There are afternoon and evening English classes for disadvantaged children and teenagers and jobs can be found for them in hospitality once they have the language skills.

Each afternoon the disabled women’s group do craft work. Sherry, an American artist volunteer, has the group making decorative objects to sell on the internet.

Another woman, Nguyen, aged 22, has an inoperable VSD. She has an oxygen saturation of 78. She is on home oxygen but the sound of the machine has been keeping her awake at night. I brought some top quality ear plugs for her!

Day 4: I do a clinic at CHIA.[“Children’s Hopes in Action”] providing services for those with congenital abnormalities and chronic illnesses.

Vu Tran, 8, has epilepsy. He has 3 fits a week and the local school will not take him. He is on an intermittent sub-therapeutic dose of 50mg phenobarbitone. This is a typical treatment regime but for his weight he should be on 175 mg. Phenytoin is also available but seizure treatment has a long way to go here.

Trung, 14, is hearing impaired. He has classic serous otitis media. An audiogram can be done in Da Nang for a few dollars and ventilation tubes are available.

Josh and I visit a different province, Duy Xuyen, and I see the hypertensive patients. There seem to be only two systolic readings here, either 100, or 200 plus. Several people have already had CVAs. Treatment is often stopped or is inadequate. Josh trains the staff using a treatment algorithm, but patients are scared of using two types of medication, let alone three. Nifedipine, thiazides, amlodipine and captopril are available.

Dieu, 83, has distressing Parkinson’s disease. The only treatments available are anti-histamines and I prescribe chlorpheniramine.

Day 5: Back to the Pagoda. Dao, 65, has been itching for 12 months, especially at night. She has tried western and chinese medicines to no avail. There are bites under breasts and on her buttocks…Scabies again.

Day 6: Free time and we head for the beach on the South China Sea. There are deck chairs, umbrellas and Saigon Beer served with ice blocks.

The menu includes “Grabs, Clamps, Pisches and Shop Chewy”. The fishermen are out in their round bamboo boats, called Thung. They propel by using an oar in a “figure of 8” manner. Any other way and the boat just spins. They stand to cast their nets, which must be like playing golf standing in a hammock.

Day 7: Back to Dien Ban. This is a different clinic and 200 patients are waiting!

Trang Vo, 42, has had a CVA. Examination reveals atrial fibrillation and a loud mitral regurgitation murmur. She had rheumatic fever then atrial dilatation, disruption to the sino-atrial node, AF, clot, then a CVA. We order an ECG and ECHO and she will require surgery.

Day 8: I’m asked to see an 18 year old girl at the Pagoda. Her name is Tam. She is short and prepubertal and has blocked ears.

When I pull back her hair to check her ear I notice a webbed neck. From some ancient paddock in the back of my brain, out it pops---Turner’s Syndrome. Later I hit the internet for more information and see that hormones are indicated and screening for hypothyroidism and cardio-vascular malformations suggested.

Day 9: We run a clinic at Josh’s home. Josh wants my opinion about Tu, 47. She has had 6 months of intermittent fevers, headaches, weakness, aches and pains and insomnia. I’m at a loss. But not so our nurse Carmel, who asks her when she had her last period. Six months ago! Josh points out that he is excused, as you don’t see too many cases of menopause in ICU.

Cham Pham, 59, has renal failure. She needs dialysis soon but each time it’s 500,000 Dong [$US 30], way beyond their means.

I leave Hoi An for a few days in Sapa, a town in the mountainous north. There are dozens of Black Hmong women in the town, selling their wares. I am asked to do a “market” visit and Ti,14, is my interpreter. The patient is an elderly woman, of the Red Zoa people. She has an infected laceration of her ring finger with marked cellulitis and pain. I give her Keflex and Fucidin ointment.

Two days later it’s much better, with less swelling, some movement and no pain. I get Ti to explain to her that she must finish the medicine. Ti says the woman wants to know how much I will pay her to finish taking the medicine! I ask Ti to tell her in Viet style, ”She’s dreaming.”

Next day we trek 12 kilometres to Ti’s Hmong village. Ti and her mother cook food we have brought in. The house has a low ceiling and is the size of a single car garage. There is an open cooking fire, no chimney. The meal is delicious. Ti left school at the end of primary school,aged 10. Secondary schools charge fees which they could not afford.

It’s my last night and I decide to lash out and dine at the upmarket Victoria hotel. I order Aussie leg of lamb, done medium. I get raw buffalo-Ah, Vietnam!