A plane with a flat tire !?!

Our week in Malawi has drawn to a close. Its been very interesting to spend some time in an existing center, and see what is possible. We spent a fair amount of time meeting with various staff and learning about their perspectives and advice on starting a new program.

The Malawi clinic is much like a clinic in North America; clean, new exam rooms with sinks, computers, examining tables and otoscopes. They even have tongue depressors. The cleaning staff wash the floors about three times a day (though ironically, it is a little hard to get the soap dispensers filled). Upstairs is a room of 4 desks & computers for the 13 PAC docs to share. They have a reasonably fast internet connection, which we definitely took advantage of.

We spent some time sitting with the PAC docs while they saw patients; it was neat to see some actual HIV patients. They have clinical officer students (they are the first line caregivers in Malawi; they have 4 years post high school training) who help with translation, and in return they get some teaching. The clinical director is a world expert in malaria, but also has an enormous font of HIV knowledge and experience, as does the other Malawian staff physician.

I actually had quite mixed feelings about being there, because is sure highlights everything that we don’t have…. materials & supplies. free medications for the kids. administrative staff. clinical support. help to figure out how to navigate the HIV treatment world of Burkina and get what we need. What we do have (which the other PAC docs don’t) is the freedom – to hopefully set things up the way we think they should be, to set our own priorities, to set our own hours (which end up being longer than that of the folks in Malawi – but we choose which hours they are). I wish we could have some level of support but still be able to play a crucial role in the design and running of this clinic. As always, David is the most helpful of anyone, and clearly knows how to get things done, where to get resources. His long experience makes him an invaluable resource.

For us, Malawi seems so Westernized… there are so many NGOs, so many foreigners – hundreds of project vehicles. Its interesting, because with this has come a huge industry of Western-style coffee shops, restaurants and stores that to us seems incredible. Although, as in Burkina, many Western luxury items are really expensive for dubious quality.

I’m actually writing this from the departure lounge in Lusaka, Zambia – when we landed on our stopover, the runway was so hot that it blew out 2 of the tires. So, we’re waiting while they try to replace the tires & repair the mechanism – or failing that, send a new plane from Kenya (a 3 hour flight from here). I am dreaming of the dinner I am supposed to have with my friends Maryanne & Doug, a home cooked dinner that I have been looking forward to for weeks…. that sadly, may not happen. Ah well, the perils of international travel.

…. An update ….

So, my lovely dinner with Maryanne is on hold indefinitely as the flight was cancelled. We’re holed up in the Intercontinental. As always when flights are cancelled, a chaotic scene at the airport, with uptight passengers, a lack of information and general chaos. Those who know me well may be surprised (or doubtful to hear) that traveling along I don’t get too uptight… but in a group of 4, I do absorb some of the anxiety of my traveling partners, despite myself.