<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225</id><updated>2011-07-31T03:21:38.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bits &amp; Bytes of Hospital Life</title><subtitle type='html'>The Bits and Bytes of Hospital Life depicts my personal experinces in the vast and busy environment of a general hospital that I am honoured to work in.

My story continues with another chapter following my transfer to a district hospital as a general physician.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-4852736803401631368</id><published>2009-02-06T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T03:02:34.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey I Know Someone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/SapqdL_TlnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Z-K-afJolrc/s1600-h/rap+attitude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/SapqdL_TlnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Z-K-afJolrc/s320/rap+attitude.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308172160476616306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, I had an aquaintance with Mr Q, which is a local mobile phone dealer with an attitude. He has a grandma who was admitted with a diagnosis of chronic AF with overwarfarinisation. Her INR on admission was 3.8 - which is slightly above the recommended upper limit of 3.5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She presented with haematuria of 1-week duration. She also feels tired and has lost weight and appetite. Upon further questioning, it was clear that her active problem was the least of a primary cardiac one. She has been diagnosed to have carcinoma of cervix and she had been under the surgical colleagues for an episode of intestinal obstruction. I gather that the staging of her carcinoma would at least be II or III depending on the local tissue infiltration. I hence told him that I would call upon the help of my gynaecologist colleagues to give their expert opinion. At the same time, I explained to him that my department would continue to monitor his grandma but there would be no active management on our side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was puzzled and asked me why would his grandma been admitted into my ward instead of gynaecology ward. Before I could react, he proceeded to demand that my department be held responsible for everything and that he would not tolerate any delay in treatment of her grandma. He also threatened to bring this matter up to the hospital director AND to the local politician, as he claimed to know someone 'important' in the state Excos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and tried to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reiterated that the doctors and supporting staffs here were all-out to help her grandma to recover, nonetheless, the expertise in treating the underlying primary disorder, unfortunately was not our specialty, and hence a referral and consult with the gynaecologists would be mandatory as part of the holistic care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much explaining and exchange in words, finally he settled down and accepted my terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I curiously asked: 'Who's the local politician or state Exco that you know?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hesitated for a moment and blurted: 'Actually I just happened to have sold a handphone to him and got his name card. I don't know him that close lah.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moral of the story: Claiming to know 'someone' to get 'something' done is a rather common phenomenon the local setting. Doing favours and returning favours are part of Asian culture for centuries. Nevertheless, at times, it could be quite condescending and to a larger extent, unethical, if the favour is done at the sacrifice of other patients interest, especially so in the public healthcare system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-4852736803401631368?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/4852736803401631368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=4852736803401631368' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/4852736803401631368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/4852736803401631368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-i-know-someone.html' title='Hey I Know Someone!'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/SapqdL_TlnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Z-K-afJolrc/s72-c/rap+attitude.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-1402053526137228284</id><published>2008-10-26T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T03:56:16.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Odds of Uncertainty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/Sap30-KNhLI/AAAAAAAAAQU/iWw2LpU9crs/s1600-h/uncertain+road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/Sap30-KNhLI/AAAAAAAAAQU/iWw2LpU9crs/s320/uncertain+road.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308186862732281010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago, I encountered an interesting case referred by my medical colleagues for review. The patient initially presented to a private hospital for fainting spells. He was seen by the cardiology service and was subsequently referred to a government funded hospital because of financial constraint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The on-call physician saw the case at 4pm and wrote in the notes: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For urgent cardio referral cm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'coming morning' was in fact on a Saturday. My medical officer received this referral early in the morning and narrated the case to me. We went to see the patient together and I must say, I was amazed at the subtle signs of uncertainty displayed by my medical colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The patient was diagnosed as having non-ischaemic dilated cardiomyopathy with an EF of 20%. The private cardiologist's assessment was that this patient might have recurrent ventricular tachyarrhythmia hence causing recurrent syncopes. They did an MRI to rule out an intracranial pathology. The MRI showed an incidental benign cyst which could not have accounted for the symptoms. But because of the 'obvious' finding on brain MR, the patient was 'siphoned' to the neurology service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The physician in-charge of the neurology ward was almost certain that the incidental benign cyst would not have accounted for a more serious problem. On the other hand, it was quite clear that she hesitated on the 'urgency' of referral to the cardiology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was half past four in the afternoon, I must admit that it is a 'semi-taboo' to make non-urgent referrals at these hours. People are packing up, preparing to take rest after a long day work. Any non-urgent referrals at this time are pretty much unwelcomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, URGENT referrals must be made instantly, regardless of the time of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very fact that she chose to write: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Urgent&lt;/span&gt; referral &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coming morning&lt;/span&gt;, simply reflected the uncertainty of urgency in that sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to me it's simple. We all will become uncertain when confronted with problems out of our specialties. The solution is simple. We walk to the nearest phone, pick up the dialer and ring up the specialty in regards. One call would clear out the uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unless, of course, ego and pride set in to hinder that walking up to the phone, picking up the dialer and engaging in a consultation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately it happens all too often in the service, sad to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-1402053526137228284?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/1402053526137228284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=1402053526137228284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/1402053526137228284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/1402053526137228284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2008/10/odds-of-uncertainty.html' title='The Odds of Uncertainty'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/Sap30-KNhLI/AAAAAAAAAQU/iWw2LpU9crs/s72-c/uncertain+road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-5013971586155580987</id><published>2008-05-10T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:36:49.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden Agenda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/SDBY2JN_9TI/AAAAAAAAAJU/l977fMl5Vm8/s1600-h/hidden-agenda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/SDBY2JN_9TI/AAAAAAAAAJU/l977fMl5Vm8/s320/hidden-agenda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201755256823739698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Very often, we're faced with patients and relatives not telling the truth in the first instance. The reasons are plentiful. Some of them might need more time to develop trust. Some might simply prefer not to tell the truth. Some will not like that particular doctor for no apparent reason, and will promptly tell everything to another. For some, there are hidden agenda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must say, the word 'hidden agenda' is sort of a magic word for us the Membership holders. We're forced to adopt the thinking that hidden agenda are there to stay for every Ethics &amp;amp; Communication Skills cases. Hidden agenda is hidden concern by the patients or relatives in regards, which serves to be the key to open up opportunities for further discussion or sometimes, it might well be the prerequisite for task accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to share an atypical 'hidden agenda' incidence which was experienced by one of my colleagues days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young lady was admitted for allegedly ingested detergent liquid for parasuicidal attempt. She was otherwise well apart from some epigastric discomfort. A lavage and all other proper management measures had already been undertaken. My colleague needed to move on to see the rest of the wards before moving on to run the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an MRCPian with extensive 'awareness' on the issue of hidden agenda, my colleague of course had elicited the very reason behind her parasuicidal attempt, ie, she found out that her husband was having an affair (Of course, this is after some repeated questioning, not volunteered). Her relatives were practically encircling her with intense concern, asking repeatedly about her conditions. My colleague practically failed to carry out his ward rounds, in the presence of so many visitors. Worse still, the relatives at one point were trying to suggest that NO EFFECTIVE treatment had been given, and threatened to take this matter to a complaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened eventually. But an interesting point to illustrate here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The patient committed suicide because of his act of seeing another women. You brought her looking for help and treatment. We gave help and treatment. You still have guilt (logically, he should). The patient refused to talk to him. He sensed a even stronger share of guilt and wanted a way out. The way out is simple - repeatedly showed concern by questioning the medical staffs, even to a point of irrelevance. And if they refused to hear anymore, it's their fault! Not my guilt anymore! How about the care of other patients? Don't care, not my problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be a over-simplified attempted deciphering of his thoughts. Nonetheless, one should recognise that some patients or relatives are just inherently selfish. It's their nature. Especially so, at the very juncture of escaping from guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-5013971586155580987?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/5013971586155580987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=5013971586155580987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/5013971586155580987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/5013971586155580987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2008/05/hidden-agenda.html' title='Hidden Agenda'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/SDBY2JN_9TI/AAAAAAAAAJU/l977fMl5Vm8/s72-c/hidden-agenda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-8728754560416338186</id><published>2008-03-19T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:41:33.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Ministry With Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/R-EdW11mPgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/S-qH1iBKSqk/s1600-h/bartnfren.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/R-EdW11mPgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/S-qH1iBKSqk/s400/bartnfren.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179453324698992130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of late, I have reason to believe that this blog has been perused by the Ministry people. A close friend of mine had told me. To be honest, I am very pleased by this fact, as one of my intention of writing this blog is to get some attention from the ruling party ie the Ministry policy makers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my friend that the primary aim of this blog is indeed to tell the relevant people the various interesting events happening in a hospital, whether too smart or too lame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, I was also 'warned' not to write on issues criticizing the system again. Frankly, I wasn't surprised at all. This system has always been one with people yelling high speeches of democracy, freedom and human rights on the outside, but in reality, a lot of things we are expected to keep quiet and cease public discussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people in support of this would say that it's for the greater good. Hmm.. sounds familiar isn't it, and how about some addition of words to the sentence that goes like this: 'For the greater good so that we could maintain the state of peace, harmony and prosperity!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet deal and a real music to the ears! While I am totally a peaceful person, nonetheless, I think keeping quiet all the time and taking no heed on the reality is not something that we should be endorsing in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the Ministry is able to do better than this. Some helpful voices from the inside and some sincere comments from the outside would be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come across very high-ranking officers in the Ministry who is much willing to accept critics and views. If one who is at a higher post is willing to accept, why shouldn't his subordinates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is absolutely a useless attribute to hum and sing 'I wanna know the truth' day in and day out, but in reality stays contented with a world full of lies and illusions. Someone is already on the verge of getting his final paycheck. Would you be the next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-8728754560416338186?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8728754560416338186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=8728754560416338186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/8728754560416338186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/8728754560416338186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-ministry-with-love.html' title='To Ministry With Love'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/R-EdW11mPgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/S-qH1iBKSqk/s72-c/bartnfren.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-7708040411037171080</id><published>2008-03-13T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T11:02:15.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Wave Of Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/R9llal1mPeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/e2x0gFViTRU/s1600-h/Politics-essence.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/R9llal1mPeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/e2x0gFViTRU/s400/Politics-essence.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177280754147016162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent nationwide general election results took us by a surprise. Nothing medical here. At least not directly related. But I must admit that everything and anything is essentially connected, in some ways, to politics in this modern civilisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather often, we clinicians do find ourselves in a tight spot to fulfill some special 'uninvited' demands from the local politicians. Some might not be the politicians themselves, but they were their friends, neighbours, relatives etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queue-jumping, requests for early consultation, early appointments, special attention, demand for the 'best' medicine available... these were invariably some but not all the things that were happening over the years that I've been serving in the ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst still, when I was serving in one of the smaller district hospital years ago, I was repeatedly confronted by outpatients who claimed to be the close friends or neighbours of our Prime Minister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Best medicine for me, I'm his close friend." This statement was utterly too familiar to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry sir, I am already giving you the best." Admittedly, not much of a choice, I need to use a rather 'political' statement as well. Interesting, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope that this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new wave of change&lt;/span&gt; be served as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;humble awakening&lt;/span&gt; to all, not just the local politicians, but also the people who endorsed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-7708040411037171080?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7708040411037171080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=7708040411037171080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/7708040411037171080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/7708040411037171080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-wave-of-change.html' title='A New Wave Of Change'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/R9llal1mPeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/e2x0gFViTRU/s72-c/Politics-essence.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-571067432169451182</id><published>2007-12-14T21:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T06:48:43.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'Take-over' Conundrum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/R2Nf6vzRKgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/E6yjnHYsDj4/s1600-h/hostiletakeover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/R2Nf6vzRKgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/E6yjnHYsDj4/s320/hostiletakeover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144060662255790594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the talk of taking-over patients from the periphery establishments has been on for centuries ever since the decentralisation of the service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally believe that there are 2 types of referral in our medical world, I would arbitrarily call them type 1 and type 2;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Type 1 referrals - Referrals made on clear clinical grounds. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diagnosis is clear&lt;/span&gt; and the reason for referral is for the referred party to offer treatment modalities which are not available in the referring centre. Classic examples would be STEMI failed medical thrombolysis needing rescue PTCA, relapsed nephrotic syndrome needing renal biopsy, and acute subdural haematoma needing surgical evacuation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Type 2 referrals - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diagnosis is not clear&lt;/span&gt;. Referral is basically made to seek for opinion on a higher level. No clear plan outlined by the referring party. The referred party is hence asked for a suggested plan of management.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've always emphasised to anyone that both types referrals are indicated and would probably deserve some respectable attention from the referred party. Type 1 means you have a rightful duty to be carried out. Type 2 means one of your other colleagues is in trouble and hence need help. Help in our medical fraternity is so vital that no single medical personnel can operate effectively without some collaborative strategies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the question comes always is that: "Should we take over all type 2 referrals and hence embrace all responsibilities?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, there's no simple answer to this. It is, rightfully so, of a case-by-case basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me illustrate this further by referring to a referral which I'd received just yesterday from a district hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A senior medical officer had called in to consult regarding the management of a patient with acute STEMI. After a long winded story, she in fact wanted me to take over this case to my hospital. I told her to thrombolyse on the spot as time was of the greatest concern in MI. She was reluctant as she had little experience in treating acute STEMI before. I was amazed by this very fact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after much questioning and answer, I also found that she wasn't so sure about the diagnosis of MI! Patient hadn't got any chest pain. She admitted to me that she wasn't so good in looking at ECG! She told me that there was some funny changes in the ECG which could be an MI. She in fact was totally clueless of what's happening!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was speechless as to what I could offer to help. Obviously she probably needs to go back to medical school!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is somewhat I called a type 3 referral. Nothing fancy. Just an exaggerated form of type 2 if you like:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally clueless, and hopefully you could dissect the case in the matter of minutes through phone conversation. Sorry, you don't have the luxury to examine the patient, let alone to take a history. Your diagnostic tool is just the strings of voices from the telephone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-571067432169451182?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/571067432169451182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=571067432169451182' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/571067432169451182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/571067432169451182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2007/12/take-over-conundrum.html' title='The &apos;Take-over&apos; Conundrum'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/R2Nf6vzRKgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/E6yjnHYsDj4/s72-c/hostiletakeover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-7208344256188476177</id><published>2007-11-03T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T02:08:13.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Admin Veteran At Work!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/Ryw5LFittUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/tD4VbFq3mXg/s1600-h/folder_location.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/Ryw5LFittUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/tD4VbFq3mXg/s320/folder_location.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128536938297275714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, not surprisingly, I ran into some disputes with the admin people again after a while in district. Just like my days when I was in another district hospital. It seems pretty clear to me that the climate of false sense of superiority among the admins haven't changed a bit through the years. Rather disgusting I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This admin doctor is one of the senior locals who chose not to specialise at all in anything. I guess she must have been quite contented with her senior status and true enough, her monthly pay at her current ranking in the ministry is no small business at all. Approaching a 5-figure number in the local currency. That's something that a lot of us (including the smarter ones) couldn't get in years to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fella even left her husband with a congenital cardiac lesion at a pretty late stage before asking me to intervene! I quickly referred him for surgery and thank goodness the lesion was not irreversible even though he's at his 40's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought we have a rather good relationship to start with but guess what...a worse package of repayment is kept in store for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An employer of a schizophrenic who had defaulted treatment called her to clarify the diagnosis. I was keeping the folder with me as I wanted to summarise the case for the department. To be frank, it was a rather challenging case as he had a good red-herring which could be deceptive even to the best A&amp;amp;E doctors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my colleagues had referred him earlier on for pacemaker insertion for symptomatic bradycardia of 50/min! In retrospect, the 'syncope' was in fact due to the psychiatric manifestation (panic attack)! The recurrence of syncope in the face of functioning pacemaker made the diagnosis clear, and at the same time rendered the earlier assessment rubbish and resource-wasting. (The history of schizophrenia defaulted treatment was not elicited upon referral!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The employer must have been a little bit harsh on her. She was panicky when she approached me for the folder. I said I would look for it and hand over to her by the same day. I reassure her not to worry too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She became quite agitated:"You know you shouldn't have take the folder out of hospital see. They ask..2 days already. Now angry to me...Want explanation you know" She said in a stammering tone and half-broken English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I found the folder in the on call room and handed to her in the same afternoon. I even gave her a clear viewpoint of this case (knowing that it's quite clinically challenging). I thought the issue was over for me but then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, my HOD called me and told me that the hospital director had known about this and had complained to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rather amazed by this very fact! A few points to highlight here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A stranger called up the hospital looking for a clarification of a diagnosis of another patient. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This clearly violates the principle of confidentiality!&lt;/span&gt; We can't even be sure whether the person over the phone was in fact the person that he's claiming as! If you'd told him everything over the phone, then I must say you must go back to med school to learn the basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Obviously, when looking for clarification of diagnosis, the admin people would not be the best person to approach for. I wonder why this issue was not passed to any of the physicians in-charge (including me of course). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clinical questions should be answered by clinicians, and not administrators! Period!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I helped her to locate the folder which was in the on call room. Lodging a complaint towards me is a counterintuitive measure, even for a 10-year-old. Unless, of course, her mental status was worse than a 10-year-old (which is, sad to say, quite a common ailment manifestation amongst the admin people in the ministry!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lastly, I was quite disappointed that my HOD didn't even listen to my side of the story before telling me off. He thought that I gave him trouble by keeping the folder! I'd forgive him for one fact - that he might be a bit intimidated as he's employed under the ministry on a yearly contract basis. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The plight of the contract doctors?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-7208344256188476177?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/7208344256188476177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=7208344256188476177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/7208344256188476177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/7208344256188476177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2007/11/admin-veteran-at-work.html' title='Admin Veteran At Work!'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/Ryw5LFittUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/tD4VbFq3mXg/s72-c/folder_location.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-2697501985596226062</id><published>2007-10-13T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T08:01:41.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much 'Service-only' Mentality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RxDWTkdkBfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tq0L7HoDHI4/s1600-h/ladywithbigsalt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RxDWTkdkBfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tq0L7HoDHI4/s320/ladywithbigsalt.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120828408013784562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have been observing the behaviour of my junior colleagues in treating certain common medical disorders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of which is hyponatremia . Well, it seems pretty obvious that most of them have taken this seemingly common abnormality quite lightly. During my round, I often question the provisional cause for the abnormality. Usually without failure, the answer would be: "Oh, the sodium is low and we're investigating it." But the key question is the provisional diagnosis, not that whether the hyponatremia has been investigated or not. Further more, I was totally upset when I found that most patients had been in the ward for almost 3-4 days, and yet not a single clue in the case note about the provisional cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without having the slightest clue of the provisional cause, almost all patients would receive what I call the 'knee-jerk reflex' treatment of iv normal saline! I've always emphasized that the treatment for hyponatremia is not normal saline! As a matter of fact, if it turns out to be SIADH, then you're actually worsening it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of late, I caught hold of a few patients being discharged with the sodium level of 125-128mmol/L. Without a diagnosis or provisional diagnosis! When I glanced at the diagnosis column, it was written as: "Hyponatremia for investigation". No further plan pertaining to hyponatremia had been written. Some of them were even discharged to peripheral clinic, without a diagnosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasonably, these patients of course will present again for recurrent admission, pretty much due to the persisting disturbing symptoms of hyponatremia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of my colleagues had a protective argument towards this phenomenon. One of which is quite classical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, we can't just keep patients too long in the ward. We need to discharge those 'stable' patients or patients with abnormality which can be investigated as outpatient."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, I totally agree with this statement. But with a pinch of 'extra' salt. Suffice to say, we are in fact being overwhelmed by patients most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me though, I don't think hyponatremic patients with a sodium of 125mmol/L are considered stable. Furthermore, I think we should at least have a clue about the provisional cause for the low sodium and a clear plan of investigations outlined for future colleagues to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not discharging patients without a clue and expect somebody else to work out the cause for you, and in the meantime just pray hard that those hyponatremics won't come back again during your on call days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I strongly perceive as "service-only" mentality. Patients get admitted. Stayed for a few days. Some bloods were drawn. Cause of abnormality not sure. No provisional diagnosis. Not a clue. And yes, time to discharge the patient as we have more patients coming in. Must service other patients already. No time for 'academic' search for the cause. As long as it's not immediately life-threatening - discharge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, some of the patients in fact had very obvious causes. If only you care to ask. Some might not even need fancy diagnostic work-up. Just the plain old bedside tool of taking a good history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-2697501985596226062?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/2697501985596226062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=2697501985596226062' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/2697501985596226062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/2697501985596226062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2007/10/too-much-service-only-mentality.html' title='Too Much &apos;Service-only&apos; Mentality'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RxDWTkdkBfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tq0L7HoDHI4/s72-c/ladywithbigsalt.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-8512517832713677512</id><published>2007-09-24T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T20:03:51.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'Clinical' Implication Of General Election</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RvdsskdkBXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/2-HJlF5p7HA/s1600-h/generalelection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RvdsskdkBXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/2-HJlF5p7HA/s320/generalelection.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113675414860203378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last few days ago, our hospital has been in the hot seat for most local newspapers. The reason being, the husband of a deceased patient went on to the local politician and started whining his version of story. I had reliable information from my resident officers saying that their family (with the in-laws) had been in a state of discordance. And the act of going on to make a public complain might be a manifestation of that discordance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I don't really know if that's true. But one thing for sure, the local politicians sure gonna love this to the max, much for their own publicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the typical local political climate. Whenever election is near, the politicians will line up with a hope to appear more often in the headline of newspapers. Sometimes, things might be trivial, nonetheless, they would not hesitate to go to the extra mile for publicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most of the time, we doctors are in the hot seat of being easily victimised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, doctors only form the minority of the votes. Pathetic?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-8512517832713677512?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/8512517832713677512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=8512517832713677512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/8512517832713677512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/8512517832713677512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2007/09/clinical-implication-of-general.html' title='The &apos;Clinical&apos; Implication Of General Election'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RvdsskdkBXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/2-HJlF5p7HA/s72-c/generalelection.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-6064718594653259233</id><published>2007-09-19T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:35:36.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Boss, Nice Boss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RvH0R4gMoQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/V1bveyi68G8/s1600-h/niceboss.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112135640104608002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RvH0R4gMoQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/V1bveyi68G8/s320/niceboss.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After some time in the district, I begin to appreciate that being a good boss is no small business. On the other hand though, being a nice boss is relatively easier, and less taxing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be hard to define what's good and what's nice. Let's put things into some common perspective first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good boss is one that carries enough qualities that permit him to be efficient to his work and towards managing his subordinates. He might have pissed off some of his subordinates from time to time for the sake of betterment of the system. Overall, he would still be welcomed by most of his subordinates. The support might be variable, nonetheless the system improves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice boss is one that carries enough tolerance to his subordinates that allows him to be championed by them. He might do very little to improve the system but the support that he gains might be tremendous. His subordinates like him a lot because he would say '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;' to all their demands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think in our country, most bosses tend to adapt to the crowd well. They would become nice bosses eventually. The system, on the other hand, would be static and remain status &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;quo&lt;/span&gt; for a long time before an occasional good boss decide to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any good bosses up for the job?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-6064718594653259233?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/6064718594653259233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=6064718594653259233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/6064718594653259233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/6064718594653259233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2007/09/good-boss-nice-boss.html' title='Good Boss, Nice Boss'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RvH0R4gMoQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/V1bveyi68G8/s72-c/niceboss.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-6261915514123751779</id><published>2007-06-23T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T06:00:13.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Nothing To Lose' Mentality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/Rn0yd4TyjjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/qS0CoPAX_AQ/s1600-h/arny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/Rn0yd4TyjjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/qS0CoPAX_AQ/s320/arny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079271443656773170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back in a couple of days ago, my senior MA told me of an interesting and yet distressing event in our clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A patient suddenly ran amok and got into an heated argument with my MA and nearly punched him in his face. When asked what was the precipitating events, rumours said that it was due to a misunderstanding of appointment time given. The patient wanted to be seen right away. It wouldn't happen, and hence the cascading mishaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another contrasting incidence happened quite some time ago in my in-laws house. My sister-in-law had just come back from her follow-up visit to a gynaecologist from a local private hospital. She was in the state of very remarkable anger. When asked what was the problems, she told me that the doctor was extremely rude to her. Rumours said that it was due to the fact that my sister-in-law had misplaced some tablets that were prescribed, and she wasn't following exactly the prescription. The gynaecologist had scolded her right in her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you could have just complained to the hospital admin, if you think he's rude. That's your right. You're in a private facility. Customer's satisfaction is their prime concern, for business." I suggested this, intending to calm her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, it's no good making an official complaint."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why is it so?" I was rather amused by what she said, frankly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I waited so long and I've paid so much to see him. I can't just complain. It's not worth it. You'd never know whether he would change the treatment... or something like that. As long as the medicine is still working, it's ok."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I can gather, most probably she didn't even dare to wink her eyebrows too excessively in front of that private gynaecologist. Let alone to mention about punching someone in the face;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls, as you can clearly see from these 2 extreme examples that I managed to recollect, the contrasting facts are just quite self-explanatory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first case was a patient who paid around 5 bucks to see a specialist. He was angry because of a long waiting time, and he ran amok without much hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second case was a patient who paid around 200 bucks to see a specialist. She was angry too because of a long waiting time plus the fact that she was scolded for poor compliance. Nonetheless, she was careful not to show too much of her anger in front of the doctor. And definitely no running amok kind of behaviour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first case, there is this deeply embedded 'nothing to lose' mentality. Probably what he thought was that he had nothing else to lose except the 5 bucks. He walked out of the clinic in giant steps and style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second case, 200 bucks is "everything to lose", for most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's rather sad to conclude this way. Amidst the striving effort of government health care staffs to provide free or near-free service, the signs of appreciation from the crowd are still generally lacking. There are some who would show appreciation, but most would take it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffice to say, cultivating and nurturing the 'nothing to lose' mentality amongst them is not a good strategy in a long run.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One must have something to lose, else he has nothing to protect, not even his own integrity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-6261915514123751779?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/6261915514123751779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=6261915514123751779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/6261915514123751779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/6261915514123751779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2007/06/nothing-to-lose-mentality.html' title='&apos;Nothing To Lose&apos; Mentality'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/Rn0yd4TyjjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/qS0CoPAX_AQ/s72-c/arny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-2286104443816485593</id><published>2007-06-16T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T07:37:22.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5-star Downgrades To No-star!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RnOyMYTyjeI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/efmGL_4Oek8/s1600-h/5star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RnOyMYTyjeI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/efmGL_4Oek8/s320/5star.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076597130730311138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stayed over the weekend for a wedding function in one of the supposedly 5-star hotels in the capital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What initially thought to be a pleasant stay soon turned out to be a mess. Firstly, upon checking in, I found that there's no towel provided in the room. I called for an urgent supply. That's not the 'best' part, I later came to know that my 'debris' could not be flushed away in the toilet. I flushed repeatedly but it seemed that the pipe system had been engaging a bit of strike against the hotel. I called again for a fix, also reminding them about my towels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for an hour. I finally decided to go out to get things done by myself. I met with one of the service boys in the elevator and managed to get a towel. Lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called for the third time regarding my complaints, stressing on the 'floating' debris that was more distressing than any other things. They didn't come, not until the late midnight. They apologised, saying that the whole hotel was fully housed with guests and they just couldn't cope with the demands. I said I understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 5-star hotel gets downgraded (at least, in terms of rapidity of service) to a lesser grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that the hotel management did it on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor did the guests actually purposely overloaded them with demands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just the way of the service industry works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the number of guests/ customers increases, the ability of the system to cope with the demands would largely depend on its available resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same principle applies for medical health service as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's even more staggering true in the context of public health service in this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Near-zero charges and an ever mounting number of patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The public needs to learn the necessity and the art of 'waiting', for a free service, run by just a handful of sorely underpaid staffs, under a system which is imperfect in many ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-2286104443816485593?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/2286104443816485593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=2286104443816485593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/2286104443816485593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/2286104443816485593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2007/06/5-star-downgrades-to-no-star.html' title='5-star Downgrades To No-star!'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RnOyMYTyjeI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/efmGL_4Oek8/s72-c/5star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-4214669225242796681</id><published>2007-05-27T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T20:29:07.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Build A District Empire, I Must</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/Rlo8VICB-MI/AAAAAAAAAD4/GuJ7V89wXv4/s1600-h/eyeswideopened.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/Rlo8VICB-MI/AAAAAAAAAD4/GuJ7V89wXv4/s320/eyeswideopened.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069430664189835458" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another interesting gesture by some of my district colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soft-spoken SHO, Dr AR, has complained to me recently about an incidence that involved her and one of the relatively more senior SHO from another department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My SHO was tearful after being 'reprimanded' heavily by the so-called senior colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The details of the incidence was not known to me, as my SHO was reluctant to carry the agony of going through the details once more. But I gathered that she must have been 'made' to given in to the incidence after being taken under heavy fire for some time. She wanted to make the incidence as 'personal' and 'off the record'. As per her soft-spoken character, I respected her decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, by virtue of my usual character, I would have summoned the 'senior' SHO for a mutual discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was continuing my round with another SHO of mine, she told me that it was definitely not the first time that the 'senior' SHO in regard had acted this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you think she's been unreasonable, why not fight back?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's more senior and her bosses cover her very well. Their department is stronger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty much amused and subtly  surprised by her comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to admit that though. My department has been a place with rapid shuffling of manpower and staffs, especially of the higher ranking ones, such as the head of department. The SHO pool was rather stable in a sense. This is partly owing to the fact that most physicians posted to the district will tend not to stay too long. They would stay for a year or so, and then got transferred away for subspecialty training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, there are 'hardcore' specialists in other departments who would stay in the same hospital for a long long time, thus cultivating and nurturing their own 'district empire'. Not only then, their SHOs would tend to follow suit, thus rendering an environment which is 'not intentionally' hostile, but 'much potentially' condescending for the lesser ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said so, the culprits are made up of merely a handful of them. Nevertheless, a handful is sorely more than enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-4214669225242796681?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/4214669225242796681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=4214669225242796681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/4214669225242796681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/4214669225242796681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2007/05/build-district-empire-i-must.html' title='Build A District Empire, I Must'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/Rlo8VICB-MI/AAAAAAAAAD4/GuJ7V89wXv4/s72-c/eyeswideopened.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-1359192680390383864</id><published>2007-05-22T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T00:21:39.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No! You Can't Follow-up Your Old Patients!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RlVOuICB-LI/AAAAAAAAADw/zyYzas0BWf8/s1600-h/fatofish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RlVOuICB-LI/AAAAAAAAADw/zyYzas0BWf8/s320/fatofish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068043510012311730" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure since when this phenomenon has prevailed. I picked up this comment while I was sitting in a combined clinic (obstetrics and general medical clinic) in my hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After becoming a physician, I was posted to a district hospital pretty much near the vicinity where I live. Considering myself lucky, I accepted the 'offer' quite happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has always been my style that I'd like to review patients that I've seen earlier on, so that I can keep track of their clinical response to treatment and intervention. I have been doing this alright with no problem at all..until I met with this old lady obstetrician in my district hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fine day. I walked into the consultation room. Happily browsing through the folders that laid in front of me, I asked one of the nurses: "How many patients are there for us today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why?!" The old obstetrician raised her voice, even before the nurse managed to throw in an answer. For a moment, I thought she was not yelling at me. I ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, why?!" She blurted again, much in a stiffer tone of voice. I had already start noticing some gestures from the nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I would like to know the progress of the patients that I've seen during the last visit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, it is IMPOSSIBLE!" She dragged the word "impossible" as though as I would not understand the word if she hadn't done so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked away, went into another room sitting with another obstetrician and start seeing patients. I asked the nurse in the room for a favour: "Could you please walk to the next room and look for the cases that I've jotted down 'to see me on TCA' and bring them to this room?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse went. Minutes later, she walked back with 2 folders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went according to the queue number and saw the 2 patients in turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a short discussion with the O&amp;amp;G head of department later regarding the incidence. He was more approachable and agreed on my move to review previously seen patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 points to highlight in this particular incidence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Following-up patients with regards to their management and outcome is just like doing a small 'cohort study' whithin yourself. It not only benefits the patients, but also the clinician himself as it invariably sharpen their clinical acuity over time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;'Chronic' specialists residing in the districts can become complacent with time as their decisions tend to become 'unquestionable' by more junior colleagues. This cultivates a sense of false superiority in them. I call it the pseudo-superiority complex, as it collapses easily upon careful scrutiny by more experienced consultants from tertiary centres. I hope, one day, she will be scrutinised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-1359192680390383864?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/1359192680390383864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=1359192680390383864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/1359192680390383864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/1359192680390383864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-you-cant-follow-up-your-old-patients.html' title='No! You Can&apos;t Follow-up Your Old Patients!'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RlVOuICB-LI/AAAAAAAAADw/zyYzas0BWf8/s72-c/fatofish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-1013061490589055522</id><published>2007-05-06T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:51:46.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Wifi"able My Clinic Area</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/Rj6iJEUoINI/AAAAAAAAADA/L7nCOqXwWXM/s1600-h/wl830rt4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/Rj6iJEUoINI/AAAAAAAAADA/L7nCOqXwWXM/s320/wl830rt4.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061661307873796306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I made some improvements to the 'techie' aspect of my hospital clinic. I installed&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a wireless router onto the medical outpatient clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I can get my hands on the internet for any information needed, in realtime that is ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, that should also fix my relatively 'not-so-often' blog posts. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-1013061490589055522?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/1013061490589055522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=1013061490589055522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/1013061490589055522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/1013061490589055522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2007/05/wifiable-my-clinic-area.html' title='&quot;Wifi&quot;able My Clinic Area'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/Rj6iJEUoINI/AAAAAAAAADA/L7nCOqXwWXM/s72-c/wl830rt4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-1414101530295636837</id><published>2007-04-29T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T02:51:11.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want My Warranty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RjVzw0UoIMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vwYhxQMZFOg/s1600-h/warranty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059077038936694978" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RjVzw0UoIMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vwYhxQMZFOg/s320/warranty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recently, a patient with a history of MI saw me during a stress test visit. He completed stage III without any complication. I told him that he had made an excellent recovery nonetheless keeping in mind of life-long adherence to medications and life style modification. I extended to him that a coronary angiography might be an option if he becomes symptomatic and interventions of either surgical or percutaneous route would be needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I routinely explained to him regarding the small but significant risks of on-table MI, stroke and death during angiography. He backed off after my explanation. It was as expected. I reassured him that medical therapy is as good as invasive interventions in face of asymptomatic status. He accepted and left my clinic happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I have managed to convince a patient, but then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 mins later, a man busted into my room. Claiming to be one of his cousins, he demanded me to explain to him again from scratch. He told me that he knew Dr Z and Dr B (2 consultants in the hospital) well, and they always went out for drinks together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I didn't have any more patients left and hence patiently I re-explained everything to him, in the presence of that patient. I reinstated the need of intervention in the future if he becomes symptomatic and the risks involved. I also told him that I have already made an informed decision with the patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How do you be sure that he's ok if you don't do an angiogram on him?"&lt;br /&gt;"I want an angiogram to be done on him."&lt;br /&gt;"You know, if anything happens to him, YOU ARE responsible you know!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically felt like being threatened and/or blackmailed by him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my clinical experience, I find that sometimes patients or patient's relative demand 'warranty' after a course of treatment. Well, the fundamental problem is that, THERE IS ABSOLUTELY IMPOSSIBLE TO HAVE WARRANTY IN CLINICAL TREATMENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, off-hand I can't recall any clinicians that have ever given out a 'warranty' to patients before. Enlighten me if I'm wrong ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That cousin of him really served well in 'sabotaging' the good doctor-patient relationship that I've strived to establish. Maybe one day, he could finally understand this when he's out drinking with either Dr B or Dr Z?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second thought, maybe not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-1414101530295636837?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/1414101530295636837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=1414101530295636837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/1414101530295636837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/1414101530295636837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-want-my-warranty.html' title='I Want My Warranty!'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RjVzw0UoIMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vwYhxQMZFOg/s72-c/warranty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-1715141458114508144</id><published>2007-01-21T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T06:27:24.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Say Oyster...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RbN301UoJzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PeoPngOKfbg/s1600-h/oystercard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RbN301UoJzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PeoPngOKfbg/s320/oystercard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022489758998734642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This post is specially dedicated to my dear comrades in my hospital who strive so hard in the path of becoming an MRCPian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are all taking the February diet  in UK. I wish them all the very best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traveling in UK is a bliss. I'd had no problem at all in moving around the metropolitan. I don't work for TfL but I must say that their oyster card concept has been a great advantage for budget travellers like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the options of buying a flat-rate card for 1/52 travel or pay as you go etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, my dear friends, YOU ARE JUST ONE STEP AWAY FROM BECOMING AN MRCPIAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-1715141458114508144?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/1715141458114508144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=1715141458114508144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/1715141458114508144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/1715141458114508144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-say-oyster.html' title='I Say Oyster...'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2CAxzomm4U/RbN301UoJzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PeoPngOKfbg/s72-c/oystercard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-116221376094069690</id><published>2006-10-30T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T05:09:20.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole New Experience In UK Hospital</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/1600/ComicHospital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/320/ComicHospital.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm privileged to have the opportunity to be a clinical observer in one of the local hospitals prior to my exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say it was an eye-opener as one could really appreciate things differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People here tend to express themselves more openly. I must say I like that very much in fact ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will share more experience upon touching ground back in my 'waterland'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers mate ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-116221376094069690?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/116221376094069690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=116221376094069690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/116221376094069690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/116221376094069690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2006/10/whole-new-experience-in-uk-hospital.html' title='A Whole New Experience In UK Hospital'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-115963532585648484</id><published>2006-09-30T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T09:55:25.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Encore! Another Round?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/1600/ward21_round_round.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/320/ward21_round_round.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of late, I had an interesting conversation with one of my senior colleagues in another department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were discussing about the number of ward rounds per day that should be fulfilled. In my department, we only had 1 official round per day. Altogether bosses, SHO's and HO's would do round together and settle clinical issues as they arise. Of course, unstable patients will be kept in mind for more reviews in the late morning or afternoon, keeping in view of passing over to the on-call team for review after office hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My senior colleague had proudly told me that in his department, there is no such thing as daily round. Ward rounds are carried out in a tds (3 times a day) or at least bd (2 times a day) basis, and that is compulsory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He suggested to me that maybe my department should follow their 'noble' path as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ward rounds are designed to pick up clinical problems, so that appropriate clinical action can be taken. Imho, ward rounds should NOT be routine or compulsory, as there are no such thing as 'routine' clinical problems in all patients. Unstable patients should be given more attention and hence more reviews (I won't even call it a ward round!). On the other hand, doing a routine round on a stable patient would be mean a wastage of manpower and resources, which could be channeled elsewhere more needful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end my blog by giving you my own experience when I was a paediatric HO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, I was following the ward round.&lt;br /&gt;HO:'Day 3 of life, admitted for NNJ, now on single phototherapy...'&lt;br /&gt;While examining the child, the specialist murmured:'Active, not tachypnoiec, jaundiced. CVS no murmur. Lungs clear. Per abdomen, soft non-tender, liver palpable 1cm. Moro's complete. OK, continue the single photo.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At noon, the same baby was reviewed.&lt;br /&gt;HO:'Day 3 of life, admitted for NNJ, on single phototherapy...'&lt;br /&gt;The same specialist:'Active, not tachypnoiec, jaundiced. CVS no murmur. Lungs clear. Per abdomen, soft non-tender, liver palpable 2cm. OK, continue the single photo.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before going home late in the evening, another round.&lt;br /&gt;HO:'Day 3 of life, admitted for NNJ, on single phototherapy...'&lt;br /&gt;Again, the same specialist:'Active, not tachypnoiec, jaundiced. CVS no murmur. Lungs clear. Per abdomen, soft non-tender, liver palpable 1cm.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, the only changes were that of the liver size, which grew to 2cm and shrunk back to 1cm in the same day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-115963532585648484?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/115963532585648484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=115963532585648484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/115963532585648484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/115963532585648484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2006/09/encore-another-round.html' title='Encore! Another Round?'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-115753096330065379</id><published>2006-09-06T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T08:50:59.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Switched Folders, I Have</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/1600/switchfolder.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/320/switchfolder.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly following my blog on the public health equation, I am privileged to have picked up yet another interesting gesture by some patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My patients just hate waiting. Well I guess most human being dislike waiting, in particular, waiting for no reason. Nonetheless, I think waiting in a queue to be seen by a non-stop performing doctor is a justified act... suffice to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fine morning clinic session. I was seeing a long queue of patients. Some were stable enough to be seen quite fast. Some would need more meticulous consultation and hence more time spent. There was this 68-year-old uncle, who was an ex-teacher, came for follow-up for his chronic stable angina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just finished seeing the 32th patient. Owing to the lack of manpower, the folders were arranged in a row near the entrance to my room, and I'd have to walk in front to pick up the next folder and call the corresponding patient by myself. I had noticed some peculiar stigmata when I saw that this 68-year-old uncle had switched his 36th folder to the top, covering the 33rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I wasn't happy at all. I then told him:" I'm sorry uncle, it's not your turn yet".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He quickly retorted me:" You know how long have I been waiting? I'm an old man. I can't stand waiting for too long!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said:" I understand that you've been waiting. But the queue is moving. I'm afraid you'd just need to wait for your turn." I added:"Most of my patients here with heart illness are elderlies anyway!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He retorted further:" You don't talk to me like this young man. I was a faithful government servant that served this country before you were even born! I deserve to be treated nicely! You are very rude you know young man"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow my conscience told me that any further arguments would not be fruitful anyway. To me, we were seeing things in 2 extreme perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly glanced through the 33rd patient's folder who I should be seeing in queue. I was instantly struck by an inspiration...;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the 33rd patient by name and summoned her into my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a 82-year-old lady with history of multiple embolic stroke being followed up for chronic persistent AF with anticoagulation. Her daughter was wheeling her in on a wheelchair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her that this 68-year-old senior gentleman was trying to jump into her queue, because he couldn't stand waiting anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She became agitated and almost cried:" I was waiting for a long time also. Doctor, can you please see me first?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That 36th uncle, red-faced, walked away. He didn't say a word, not even a word of apology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-115753096330065379?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/115753096330065379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=115753096330065379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/115753096330065379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/115753096330065379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2006/09/switched-folders-i-have.html' title='Switched Folders, I Have'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-115694022278408630</id><published>2006-08-30T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T05:17:02.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Public Health Equation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/1600/The%20MOH%20Formula.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/320/The%20MOH%20Formula.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Q=Quality/speed of service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MD=Staffs available, in this context, MD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;t=Time available&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P=Patient load&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's do some maths then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was recently approached by a patient who relentlessly complained to me about his unacceptably lengthy waiting time. Our follow-up clinic has always been fully booked and occupied, partly owing to the fact that we are the only cardiac referral centre in the whole region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr F's waiting time was, effectively,  48mins,  running a bit short of an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was the 69th patient in the queue.  The total number of patient for the day was 127, and the total number of doctors in the clinic was 8. Let's say one patient takes 15mins, it'd require approximately 2 hours to reach Mr F by right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd said: "Guess we're seeing you too soon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our clients (the public) usually cannot appreciate this simple equation of relationship between &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;capability of the system&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;demand on the system&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd need an upgrade on your processor and peripherals (of manpower and resources) if you don't want to wait for your Windows to load a program for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, another option is to overclock the system. Be wary though, your motherboard would probably die faster and your processor would suffer premature failure and finally refuse to work if you push it too hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-115694022278408630?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/115694022278408630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=115694022278408630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/115694022278408630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/115694022278408630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2006/08/our-public-health-equation.html' title='Our Public Health Equation'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-115124695649533479</id><published>2006-06-25T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T08:08:40.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To eMRCPian!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur=""&gt;&lt;img style="" 0px="" auto="" 10px="" display="" block="" center="" cursor="" pointer="" src="http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/emrcpian-blows-candle.gif" alt="" align="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I devote this special blog to my dear friend emrcpian. Happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you're older by a year &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-115124695649533479?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/115124695649533479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=115124695649533479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/115124695649533479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/115124695649533479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-birthday-to-emrcpian.html' title='Happy Birthday To eMRCPian!'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-115124589650567784</id><published>2006-06-25T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T07:35:16.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something About Referrals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/1600/health-risk.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/320/health-risk.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my recent calls, I received numerous referrals from my colleagues, of which some were pretty much out of expectation. Of most interest was a referral by my former senior cardiology colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me to review a middle-aged lady who had multiple myeloma and complained of atypical chest pain which was pricking in nature. Her ECG had shown 0.5mm T inversions from V1 to V4. He told me that he was sure that it was nothing of cardiac in origin. Nonetheless he still would want me to see. Just to cover his track as he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw instantly and repeated an ECG which showed T inversions from V1 to V3 of the same morphology. I proceeded to demonstrate to the ward nurses the way to 'reproduce' the inverted T in V4. I placed the V4 lead closer to the sternal border and wahlah! ..T wave was inverted again in V4. I wrote down my assessment and offered my opinion that it was non-cardiac atypical chest pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't get me wrong. I'm in no way against any referrals from my colleagues. It's the professional codes that dictate every doctor to see referrals and to offer assistance to the very best interests of patients. Nevertheless, referrals must be indicated, and if possible, be optimised, so that limited resources and manpower could be channelled to the necessary individuals and patients. We live in a world with scarce and limited resources. This, unfortunately, we can't change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my former senior cardiology colleague was sure about the diagnosis, why refer? This is something for everyone of us to ponder about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What'd be your say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-115124589650567784?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/115124589650567784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=115124589650567784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/115124589650567784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/115124589650567784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2006/06/something-about-referrals.html' title='Something About Referrals'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-115116176028222378</id><published>2006-06-24T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T08:09:20.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In Action After A Long Break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/1600/backinaction%21.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/320/backinaction%21.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha.. I'm back in blogging business after a break for my peri-exam period. On the whole, I can only say that the exam was surely tough. In fact, it's tougher than anyone (who hasn't gone through it yet) can imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of starting another blog on my social life but so far need to gather up some extra time for that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd already done 4 calls after coming back from my exam. Interesting things ahead to share with all! Stay tuned :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-115116176028222378?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/115116176028222378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=115116176028222378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/115116176028222378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/115116176028222378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-in-action-after-long-break.html' title='Back In Action After A Long Break!'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-114796346737609487</id><published>2006-05-18T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T07:57:14.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chorus That I Need To Sing;P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;MRCP- It teaches more than it tests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is the quote that I find most inspiring and it really holds true as you venture along the path of being a 'mrcpian'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/1600/Choruses.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/320/Choruses.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pacesmrcpuk.blogspot.com/2006/01/sing-song.html"&gt;Singing the 'songs'&lt;/a&gt; after the end of each examination would better be termed singing the 'choruses', as each of these would invariably be repeated for tonnes of times before one would sit for the exam:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to complete my examination by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) CVS: AR&lt;br /&gt;BP for wide pulse pressure&lt;br /&gt;Peripheral signs for AR&lt;br /&gt;Signs of IE if suspected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) CVS: AS&lt;br /&gt;BP for low systolic/narrow pulse pressure&lt;br /&gt;Signs of IE if suspected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) CVS: TR (functional or structural)&lt;br /&gt;(Of course, you'd have found a PSM at lower LSE best heard at inspiration along with a promivent v wave to say this:)&lt;br /&gt;Examine the abd, in particular, to look for a pulsatile liver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) CVS: Severe MS +/- pulm HT&lt;br /&gt;BP&lt;br /&gt;Signs of IE if suspected&lt;br /&gt;Examine the lungs to look for bronchial breathing at left middle zone (collapsed consolidation of left middle lobe d/t enlarged left atrium compressing on the left brochus)&lt;br /&gt;Talk to patient to look for Ortner's syndrome (hoarseness of voice secondary to left recurrent laryngeal nerve palsy from left atrium enlargement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) CVS: prosthetic valve(s)&lt;br /&gt;Midline sternotomy scar is present...there is a metallic click which coincides with the 1st HS best heard over the mitral area...and there is no evidence to suggest leakage of valve...and clinically there is no evidence to suggest overwarfarinisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Abd: CLD&lt;br /&gt;Scrotum for testicular atrophy&lt;br /&gt;PR to look for malaenic stool (if pallor present)&lt;br /&gt;...there are signs to suggest CLD as evidenced by the presence of... Therefore, I think this pt has CLD, but there is no sign to suggest that he is in hepatic encephalopathy. The possible etiologies I'd like to consider are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Abd: APKD&lt;br /&gt;Examine the BP to look for hypertension.&lt;br /&gt;Dipstick the urine to look for proteinuria &amp; haematuria&lt;br /&gt;Examine the CVS in particular to look for MVP.&lt;br /&gt;...previous peritoneal dialysis scar noted at the infraumbilical region... I think this patient has adult polycystic kidney disease in ESRF requiring haemodialysis. No signs of fluid overload. No signs to suggest that this patient is in uraemic encephalopathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Abd: Hepatosplenomegaly d/t myeloproliferative disease&lt;br /&gt;Examine all the lymph nodes to look for generalised lymphodenopathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Respiratory: Pleural effusion&lt;br /&gt;Examine the sputum macroscopically, in particular, looking for haemoptysis&lt;br /&gt;Dipstick the urine for evidence of gross proteinuria&lt;br /&gt;....the etiologies I would like to consider are mitotic lesion of the lungs as evidenced by finger clubbing, cachexia and heavy nicotine stains; mycobacterium infection of the lungs and the remote possibility of a parapneumonic effusion of the lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Respiratory: AECOAD&lt;br /&gt;Examine the sputum mug to look at the sputum macroscopically, and to do a bedside PEFR for the pt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Respiratory: Bronchiectasis&lt;br /&gt;Examine the sputum mug to look for foul smelly copious sputum and haemoptysis&lt;br /&gt;CVS- dextrocardia (if suspected Kartegener synd); loud P2 with left parasternal heave to suggest pulm HT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Respiratory: Dullness/consolidation apex&lt;br /&gt;Examine for wasting of the 1st dorsal interossei of the ipsilateral hand, and to look hard for ipsilateral Horner's synd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Neuro: Parkinson disease&lt;br /&gt;Examine the standing and lying BP, examine for coordination to look for cerebellar signs and to check patient's upward gaze. I also would like to look for any evidence of long tract signs by carrying out a full upper limbs and lower limbs neurological examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Neuro: Unilateral facial nerve palsy&lt;br /&gt;Examine for cerebellar signs, checking patient's ant 2/3 of the tongue for taste &amp; sensation. Further examine the 8th CN by doing Rinne &amp;amp; Weber's test and to do a full otoscopic examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Fundus: DR with maculopathy&lt;br /&gt;Examine pt's visual acuity (&amp; to plan for an urgent ophthalmology referral; esp when there is significant VA impairment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;MRCP; Membership of Royal College of Physician- They only give that to the crowned heads of the world:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-114796346737609487?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/114796346737609487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=114796346737609487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/114796346737609487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/114796346737609487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2006/05/chorus-that-i-need-to-singp.html' title='Chorus That I Need To Sing;P'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-114744249926142582</id><published>2006-05-12T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T07:30:03.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homage To Traube;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/1600/180px-Portrait_Ludwig_Traube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/320/180px-Portrait_Ludwig_Traube.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dear friend &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17383571"&gt;emrcpian&lt;/a&gt; had recently posted a blog on abdominal examination and had mentioned about the use of 'traube's space'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It remains as elusive as it was back in my student years whereby conflicting opinions prevail till these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had done some 'click and research' via the net. Would like to share :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Ludwig Traube&lt;/span&gt;, the original guru who described the Traube's space:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Great merits and fame earned Ludwig Traube by establishing of the experimental pathophysiological research in Germany (e.g. he did animal experiments in the 1840th in his Berlin flat in the Oranienburger Str.) He improved the physical-medical methods like auscultation and percussion and was a taxonomist of the medical documentation. (e.g. inaugural of the temperature-pulse-frequenz of respiration-curve into clinical praxis). He investigated the pathophysiology of the respiration and the regulation of the body temperature, and gave a scientific basis to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;digitalis therapy. The narrow coherencies between heart and kidney diseases have been well demonstrated. He worked together with Rudolf Virchow (1821-1902), they substantiated the „Beiträge zur experimentellen Pathologie“."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/1600/viscera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/320/viscera.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Traube's (semilunar) space is an anatomic region of some clinical impo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rtance. It's a crescent-shaped space, encompassed by the lower edge of the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; left lung&lt;/span&gt;, the anterior border of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spleen&lt;/span&gt;, the left costal margin and the inferior margin of the left lobe of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;liver&lt;/span&gt;. Thus, its surface markings are respectively the left sixth rib, the left anterior axillary line, and the left costal margin.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Underneath lies the stomach, which produces a tympanic sound on percussion (medicine). If percussion over Traube's space produces a dull tone, this indicates splenomegaly. Assessing this may be more difficult in obese patients.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ormal human spleen measures about 125mm in length, and splenomegaly is an important clinical sign. There are 2 possibilities to evaluate splenomegaly in the clinical examinati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on: percussion and palpation.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Percussion can be done in Traube's space, as described by his pupil in 1868. Another method was described by Donald O. Castell in 1967 (Castell's sign)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;I think the percussion of Traube's space is both a non-sensitive and non-specific way of assessing for splenomegaly. As you can see, anatomically, it's bounded by the lower left lung, anterior border of the spleen and the left lobe of the liver. Hence theoretically, any enlargement/effusion of these structures could obliterate the space and hence would cause 'dullness' upon percussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As alluded earlier in Ludwig's biography, one of his main interests was in respiratory medicine. Hence it's not surprising that he had originally ascribed the dullness to pleural effusion instead :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Look out for the original papers decades back describing the eponymous syndromes or signs, and you'll be surprised how much they have evolved/changed through the years."&lt;/span&gt; -My neurology clinical mentor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-114744249926142582?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/114744249926142582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=114744249926142582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/114744249926142582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/114744249926142582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2006/05/homage-to-traube.html' title='Homage To Traube;)'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-114701831905791013</id><published>2006-05-07T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T20:29:04.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Untoward Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/1600/junior_senior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/320/junior_senior.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;An interesting event happened couple of days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One colleague of mine paged me on my on call day, seeking for opinion on the management of a patient with unstable angina who had developed one episode of transient bleeding while he was on LMWH. From what I’d gathered over the phone it occurred to me that the patient was rather stable with minimal chest pain. I suggested him to switch to conventional unfractionated heparin instead, with careful monitoring, keeping in view of potential rebleeding. He thought the half-life of UFH was 6 hours. I corrected him by telling him that it was only 90mins (hence easier reversal and less prolonged bleeding should the patient bled again). Probably, this was what tickled him off ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted to know (and get acquainted to) as many as possible of my medical colleagues elsewhere in the vicinity. Basically it’s for the sake of easier understanding among one another, as well as mutual sharing of clinical experience and knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a friendly gesture, I had enquired him regarding the year of graduation and the university that he had graduated from, for I wanted to quote some names of my close friends of his batch. (We lead a rather small community in the medical line in our country, and eventually we tend to meet back one another rather soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally taken by aback when he accused me of being arrogant and that I had tried to insult him by asking his year of graduation. I eventually ended up half-apologising-half-pacifying him over the phone. Tough job indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this little untoward incidence, I could gather a few points of thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asking the year of graduation (and hence implies his seniority) would not be a good idea after a ‘skewed’ consultation. The other party would think that you’re trying to patronize him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Over-the-phone consultation is both not specific and not sensitive (at least, the other party wouldn’t be able to pick up some visual cues that could have saved the misunderstanding)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The referred party needs to be extremely cautious, as the referring party is easily sensitized by some unintentional audio cues, which is strongly influenced by the often imbalanced senior-junior relationship and is relentlessly driven by a hidden sense of inferiority complex among the juniors. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things could be quite different, if he were the senior :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-114701831905791013?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/114701831905791013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=114701831905791013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/114701831905791013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/114701831905791013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2006/05/little-untoward-event.html' title='A Little Untoward Event'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-114641674837343331</id><published>2006-04-30T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T10:05:48.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry, 'Cinderella Effect' Not Available Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/1600/cinderella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/320/cinderella.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;As I have repeatedly alluded to my house officers before, becoming a competent and reasonably knowledgeable doctor is a tough ticket to get, at least not without going through a rather &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;eventful learning curve&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. There's definitely no such thing as 'Cinderella effect', whereby one can become a super consultant overnight by wearing a pair of magic glass slippers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Of late, I had a disagreement with my ward nurses over the issue of '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;informing house officers first&lt;/span&gt;' versus '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bypassing the house officers and informing SHO straightaway&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Basically I have no objection on the notion of informing SHOs in the first place if the urgency of decision on management is going to alter the course of clinical outcome. One good example would be a collapsed patient needing acute medical attention. Any doctors at hands should rush to the scene to resuscitate the patient. The SHO, being more experienced than his junior counterpart, would be of role in carrying out important decision making. Making him available would thus be a wise choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the other hand, house officers should not be deprived of any chance in attaining clinical experience just because they are less experienced!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;As recalled from my conversation with my ward nurses, one of them had shamelessly said so:" Aiyo doctor, housemen cannot make decision one. So why not call you straightaway. Later call the houseman, he also need to call you..." I said:"OK, I'm here now, please call the house officer along." She answered:"You're here already, no need to call him. Let him rest."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I couldn't have disagreed (and been disgusted) more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Luckily, only one particular ward nurses behaved in such a way, other wards are still manageable. Well, I did think it over and try to put myself in their shoes. I think it's really tempting to 'settle' things as soon as possible. After all, they'll probably need to pick up the phone the second time (to call me) if the house officer can't come up to a solution. Extra work always means 'no good' to them :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nonetheless, on the whole, I think it's critically unfair to the house officers if they are ousted just because they are less experienced, and hence denied of any potential opportunity of decision-making.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-114641674837343331?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/114641674837343331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=114641674837343331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/114641674837343331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/114641674837343331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2006/04/sorry-cinderella-effect-not-available.html' title='Sorry, &apos;Cinderella Effect&apos; Not Available Here'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-114570656072157488</id><published>2006-04-22T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T10:09:37.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To 'Trop-T' With Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/1600/trop-t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2406/320/trop-t.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes the realm of 'situational wisdom' is rather difficult to apprehend. Apprehension is one aspect... then again, failure to realise the mishandling of one even after being prompted and told otherwise is indeed a gross mistake that is totally unacceptable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was browsing through my blogs at 0330H on my on-call day 2 days ago, I was approached by my house officer for an ECG that was totally hazardous! It was a complete LBBB with wide QRS, almost mimicking a VT. I attended to the patient immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. S had presented himself with symptoms of heart failure of acute onset, however he denied having any chest pain, and he had no ECG done before for comparison at this admission. Having reviewed the ED notes, I was rather displeased by the fact that no ECG was done at ED. Well, I could accept this, owing to the fact that I had worked in ED before and hence I know the plight of my ED colleagues quite well - &lt;i&gt;short-handed and overwhelmed, being yelled at frequently by patients and relatives, both with solicited and unsolicited reasons&lt;/i&gt;. My patience was further 'tested', as I later found out that iv furosemide was not on board, given that my ED colleague diagnosis was congestive cardiac failure and that patient was panting away profusely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckoned that probably Trop-T would be a helpful tool in deciding the significance of complete LBBB. Hence I called up the same ED colleague who had managed the patient initially, and courteously asked for a lift of helping hand on supplying me a Trop-T test kit. (Trop-T test kit is only available in ED in my hospital)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I was rather irritated when she kept on insisting that in order to use Trop-T by other departments, the head of emergency department must be informed and give consent first. My god, it was 4 in the morning! And the best part was that this case was obviously mishandled by the ED colleague, who's supposed to be able to prescribe Trop-T anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her that if she would have managed this case properly (did an ECG), she would have called me to ED to review and hence I would have ordered a Trop-T anyway (which in that case, she'd be obliged to comply!). I could easily swallow the mistake of not doing an ECG initially...and probably also the failure of prescribing furosemide. But why not lift me a helping hand and spare me a Trop-T test kit for rapid diagnosis and hence I could carry on to my appropriate treatment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I call 'situational wisdom' - &lt;i&gt;To be sticky to the bureaucratic formality as far as possible, but at the same time, to use our wisdom to do away the sometimes unnecessary red-tape that could hinder optimal performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Verdict:&lt;br /&gt;Mr S was later intubated and ventilated for acute pulmonary oedema secondary to an acute coronary event. The LBBB was most probably new onset and represent an acute ischaemic event.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-114570656072157488?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/114570656072157488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=114570656072157488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/114570656072157488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/114570656072157488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2006/04/to-trop-t-with-love.html' title='To &apos;Trop-T&apos; With Love'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-114225744894318173</id><published>2006-03-13T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T10:10:10.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enigmatic CardioDetect(R)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had my best call so far on the 12 March 2006, doing cardio posting on call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends were usually relatively quite (without much of the perioperative assessment referrals). And this was by far one of the most quite call I have ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 0435, my colleague in ED actually called me to review a case. A gentleman with history of end-stage renal failure on regular haemodialysis had presented with acute onset of dyspnoea but no chest pain. Coupled with the history of non-compliance to fluid restriction, and the antecedent history of inadequate dialysis, I was almost certain that it was a fluid overload case warranting urgent nephrology consultation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was called in for assistance as he was tested positive for CardioDetect(R) - a relatively new biomarker of myocardial injury with higher sensitivity but lower specificity compared to our good old Troponins. It was a falsely positive result as CardioDetect(R) - a human fatty-acid binding protein (h-FABP) can be elevated in renal failure and other muscular injuries as well. In other words, it is a good tool to rule out ACS, albeit an inadequate test to confirm one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I printed out the article bearing the indications and limitations, together with the summary of the sensitivity and specificity of the test to my fellow colleagues in ED for their reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learnt together by doing calls, seeing patients, albeit in a rather tiring way ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-114225744894318173?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/114225744894318173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=114225744894318173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/114225744894318173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/114225744894318173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2006/03/enigmatic-cardiodetectr.html' title='Enigmatic CardioDetect(R)'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23449225.post-114154927218713750</id><published>2006-03-05T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T10:10:35.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To Square One!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll be posted back to cardio starting tomorrow. I gather that there will be plenty of learning opportunities for me, albeit it would be my 2nd round of doing cardio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my colleagues had uttered: "You'd be better off doing something else rather than repeating the same posting. It's just like back to square one!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't have disagreed more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cardio harbours the bulk of general internal medicine. Not knowing cardiology well, one would be a mediocre physician at best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I must admit that most seniors in my department are relentlessly against the idea of doing cardio, the exact reason behind is way beyond my knowledge. And it has been sort of a taboo to bring the topic into discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going back to square one, I foresee great opportunities ahead of me ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23449225-114154927218713750?l=bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/feeds/114154927218713750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23449225&amp;postID=114154927218713750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/114154927218713750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23449225/posts/default/114154927218713750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bitsandbytesofhospitallife.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-to-square-one.html' title='Back To Square One!?'/><author><name>Axonopathic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479321875199223106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.geocities.com/skeng76/nfc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
