Tuesday, 16 March 2010

Children

There are a lot of children who live in the complex and an increasing number have been coming to play on my porch or in the front room. When I was first learning Bahasa Indonesian I had bought some children’s puzzle books and the children come to use my crayons to colour these in and the older ones do the puzzles. They would also come to play cards.


Often when I was sat on the porch preparing vegetables I would get an army of helpers who would pinjam (borrow) a knife then peel and slice the vegetables. Sometimes they would also want to help with the cooking and at the end would try the result particularly if it had a Western basis to the cooking.




Saturday, 13 March 2010

Busalangga pasar

10 February 2010



Busaalangga has a large market twice a week and I try to go at least once a week as the range of vegetables, fish and particularly fruit is much better than in Baa. Besides food items you can buy just about any portable item from nails and machete to huge woks and buckets in all sizes along with locally woven ikat (fabric) – which is mostly black with white and red patterns of varying intricacy. There are certain things I buy each time including tempe, tomatoes and bean sprouts along with a selection of what ever greens are in season. The stall holders know this and call me over to see what they have this week. I have always been quoted local prices here and never had to haggle. The range of fish and vegetables at the moment is staggering and the best I have seen – I was off the island this time last year.




Tolama

8 February 2010

John is still in Kupang – he had been there to do work with Sam on a database for medical records but had received the sad news of the unexpected and sudden death of his grandmother. He delayed his return to Rote whilst deciding with his family if he should return home for the funeral. As a consequence I still had use of the motorbike and went for a ride to find a beach that John had visited and given me very vague directions to. Incredibly I managed to get directly there another magnificent white sand bay. Unfortunately I decided to take what looked like a better road back from the beach as the one I had arrived on was treacherous. Although a better road it ended up taking me away from Baa and it was almost dark before I got back.





Abbreviations

Officialdom in Indonesia is full of abbreviations that if you do not know what they are you have very little way of working it out.

 

Abbreviation

Full title

English meaning

Balita

Bawah Lima Tahun

The underfives (0-5 years old)

Batita

Bawah Tiga Tahun

The underthrees (0-3 years old)

Depkes

Departemen Kesehatan

Ministry of Health

Dinkes

Dinas Kesehatan

Local (provincial or district) Health Office

Dinkes Prop

Dinas Kesehatan Propinsi

Governor’s Health Agency

Dinkes Kab

Dinas Kesehatan Kabupaten

District Health Agency

Juklak

Petunjuk Pelaksanaan

Operational guideline/manual

Juknis

Petunjuk Teknis

Technical guideline/manual

Kesling

Kesehatan Lingkungan

Environmental Health

Posyandu

Post Pelayanan Terpadu

Monthly Mother and Baby Clinic

Puskesmas

Pusat Kesehatan Masyarakan

Public Health Clinic

Pustu

Puskesmas Pembantu

Sub-Health Clinic

 

Besides the abbreviations in official life as my Bahasa Indonesian has improved and my friendship group extended I have I started sending and receiving a lot of text messages – the easiest and cheapest way to communicate out here. Like in English there are lots of abbreviations used and a tendency to drop prefixes and suffixes to make it just that bit harder.

 

Abbreviation

Full word

English meaning

Mlm

Malam

Night

T4

Tempat

Place

Jgn

Jangan

Don’t

Blg

Bilang

Say – colloquial; just to make it harder

Plg

Pulang

Return

Mat

Selamat

Greeting

 

Like with Gr8 numbers can be used but not that not just the vowels are dropped. To begin with I often had to ask my neighbours or colleagues what the abbreviation represents but now I have got used to it I can normally work it our.

 

Saturday, 20 February 2010

Alcohol


Beer is relatively expensive a bottle of Bintang – the only one worth drinking will cost around 25,000 Rp. A 750 cc bottle of spirit in Bali will cost around 600,000 Rp however a 1,000 cc reused Sprite bottle of the locally distilled spirit will only set you back 30,000 Rp. As it is somewhere between 50 and 60% proof one bottle goes a long way. There is a local wine which I had the misfortune to have to drink on three occasions – as I was not impressed I never thought to find out how much it cost.



It is very unusual for women to drink and if they do it will be discreetly at home. Men tend to sit around outside in communal groups. The alcohol for the night will be on the table in front of the bandar – sort of bar tender – along with one glass. The bandar then pours a shot and downs it in one. He then pours the next shot and gives it to the person on his right and so on around the group. As you can imagine you do not want to join a small group as the glass returns rather swiftly. It is not acceptable to opt in and out but once you have had enough you can sit back from the group. Drinking continues until the bottle (or as at one party I was at the ewer) is empty. Some form of food is provided; this can range from peanuts to a whole BBQed chicken via fish and mango. You normally eat after you have had a drink each round.



Whilst out here I started brewing my own wine again and have got one of the locals hooked as he liked the result so much. At least I do not have to worry about what to do with my kit and spare ingredients.

Friday, 12 February 2010

RIP Arthur 6 months 1 day

3 February 2010

After an illness of only 5 days Arthur Leopold Christian died in VIP ward at 14:30. He was the only child of the principle pharmacist who lives in the mess opposite my house. Her husband had been home for some time but had only gone away again to work last Friday – leaving a healthy son. Arthur is thought to have died of aspiration pneumonia; but we have no post mortem facilities here. The hearse took his body immediately to his father’s family home the other side of Baa.

 

As I was going out to eat one of the other neighbours came over to tell me I would be collected later to go to the house for prayers. I was very touched that I was seen as part of the wider hospital family and it was just assumed I would want to go. About 20:00 a group of us set out on motorbikes. At the house Arthur was laying on a double bed sized dais surrounded by drapes. With the immediate family around him. There were prayers and the rest of us were sat around outside the house but with chairs angled to see in through the door and window. After this we had cake and coffee before filing in to pay our respects.

 

5 February 2010

Today was the funeral and again it was just assumed I would go. Desi came round to tell me the service was 15:00 and that was the real time so we would be leaving at 14:30 sharp not jam karet – literally rubber time – which means anything up to an hour after the time stated. Just about everyone from the hospital went and transportation was a logistical nightmare with helmets and motorbikes being borrowed from anyone and everyone. The service was again at the house with us all sat outside under tarpaulin which kept the worst of the sun off. At the end of the service the coffin was finally shut up – this was rather traumatic as the mother her sister-in-law had to be pulled away to allow it to happen. The funeral procession then moved to the top of the garden where the family members were buried and Arthur was interned. As I am sure you can understand I did not take any photographs although the number of flashes from mobile phones indicated that it would have probably been quite OK. As we had cake and water the male members of the family filled in the hole with stones and then concrete.

 

7 February 2010

The final formal act of morning was a requiem mass this evening. The grave had been built up and decorated with what looks like crushed coloured glass. Lots of candles were being lit and being put on and around it. This time the service was followed by a large spread of food. However since then there has been a candle lit each evening outside the families room at the hospital. They are yet to come back but colleagues have been in a removed all Arthur’s things.

 

Sunday, 7 February 2010

Work

With my date for leaving rapidly approaching I am finding work spilling over into leisure time as I try to finish all the things I have set myself to do. I have now had two meetings with the hospital director, head of nursing, ward and department managers having a final check through Standard Operating Procedures (SOPs) and getting them authorised by the hospital director. I decided to group the SOPs and to concentrate of finishing all those in one section at a time. So far we have had 24 approved covering, observations, catheters, nasogastric tubes and infusions. There are another 15 covering medication ready to be presented. I am trying to finish the group on infection control but this is very challenging due to the limited resources the hospital has available. These will all be bound in a book before I leave. I have also been working on the audit tools and have agreed a programme of audit and review for all 61 SOPs we have identified.

I submitted a grant proposal before Christmas and was successful in securing 10 million Rupiah which has been spent on books. These will provide reference material for the remaining SOPs as well as many other aspects of patient care. We have bought 98 books that will support all the departments in the hospital not just nursing. I have found the majority of staff have a great thirst for knowledge and have been looking through all my resources even through the majority are in English and anything I provide in Bahasa Indonesia is read from cover to cover.