Another full day. This morning we saw 50 patients in 4 hours in the Ob/Gyn outpatient clinic. I would do the exam on one patient while the doctor was talking to the next patient, then he would send her in to me for an exam, and bring the next one in. Like a machine. I will say I think I'm getting better at my prenatal exams with all this practice. I was able to diagnose a breech today just by palpating.
This morning on rounds I was introduced to a patient who had just given birth and whose husband just died 2 months ago. So sad. In the tradition of the people that live in this area, though, she will marry her deceased husband's brother. How very Biblical, right? And if her deceased husband had more than one brother, as they often do since contraception is not commonly used, she will marry all of them. This is a very common practice here. One woman married to several different men, all brothers, who pass her back and forth and share her. The result is a woman who is perpetually pregnant, and no one knows who the father is of any of her children. It sounds dysfunctional, but I guess it works for them. I think it's better than being a young widow.
On Sunday evening, the hospital church is putting on a dinner for all the married couples to celebrate Valentine's Day, and Katie and I were volunteered to help. We just returned from town where we bought decorations, and we're going to spend this evening making the fellowship hall look festive. We'll also help serve the dinner on Sunday, and Katie and I are to be the judges for the best-dressed competition. The winning couple gets a nice dinner at a fancy restaurant in Dehradun. Such fun!
So I'm off to do some decorating!
This morning on rounds I was introduced to a patient who had just given birth and whose husband just died 2 months ago. So sad. In the tradition of the people that live in this area, though, she will marry her deceased husband's brother. How very Biblical, right? And if her deceased husband had more than one brother, as they often do since contraception is not commonly used, she will marry all of them. This is a very common practice here. One woman married to several different men, all brothers, who pass her back and forth and share her. The result is a woman who is perpetually pregnant, and no one knows who the father is of any of her children. It sounds dysfunctional, but I guess it works for them. I think it's better than being a young widow.
On Sunday evening, the hospital church is putting on a dinner for all the married couples to celebrate Valentine's Day, and Katie and I were volunteered to help. We just returned from town where we bought decorations, and we're going to spend this evening making the fellowship hall look festive. We'll also help serve the dinner on Sunday, and Katie and I are to be the judges for the best-dressed competition. The winning couple gets a nice dinner at a fancy restaurant in Dehradun. Such fun!
So I'm off to do some decorating!
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"Pleural." You doctors and your word play.
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