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Surgeon's Story - Banda Aceh The surgery was mostly large soft tissue wounds, quite purulent, requiring extensive debridement, drainage and then suture with grafting. We meshed the grafts manually, used pulsatile lavage, which is no substitute for sharp dissection, and Peter Riddell in fact used it with a certain amount of grinding of teeth on occasions. We had Gentamicin polymythcalate cement to build external fixaturs, but this was the best cement, donated by companies, including Gentamicin as used for joint replacement surgery. We made japates and kabanas in shape and placed them in the wounds, obeying the principle of exchange arthroplasty, and it was very hard to tell whether they made any significant difference but they certainly delivered a high dose of antibiotic into contaminated wounds. In the end we were able to skin graft and see the results of our early skin grafts. I was even allowed to do a few skin grafts myself, and treated fractures as well as making splints to control limbs that had debridement and skin graft. We forgot
a plaster saw, my fault entirely, but by using a rechargeable drill with
postage stamp technique and a tenon saw with a guard, we were able to
split plasters. I do not need to dwell on the disaster, all are well informed
by the media, but the sight and smell was something else. I managed to
visit our Army Field Hospital, who were enormously challenged with the
most difficult task of cleaning up the general hospital which had been
swamped by the wave. Mud throughout everything, body parts in the drains—it
was not easy for them. The precipitant
nature of this mission meant that a lot of people’s activities were
on hold, with patients understandably transferring to other surgeons because
of their commitments and lives moving forward. In essence I relearned
some lessons. First, time lost in planning is never wasted and our team
was the first one fully resourced and configured to deal with the pathology
which was found. We did not run out of equipment and managed to resource
food, water and equipment and drugs etc to many other people. Some of
the teams, not to Banda Aceh I might say, seemed to fly in and fly out
and the initial few days were very ad hoc. Thus my relearned lesson is
one from the First World War: that Generals who do not walk the ground
and get mud on their boots will make mistakes. The lack of data for us
made life difficult and it was really CNN that demonstrated to us what
we were likely to see. This proved to be so. The final lesson was one
I had noticed before in Africa, which is the fly sign. If you are lying
on your mat on the floor with four flies on you, you are probably doing
very well. If you have forty flies I suspect there is a problem. More
than that, the prognosis becomes worse. Flies know things! |
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