Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Perspectives
It was 9:30 PM on Monday evening and Jim was not yet back from the hospital. Godwin had left mashed yams with cream sauce & some fried cabbage rolls in the refrigerator for dinner and I was reading & puttering around the house. Jim, as it turned out, was doing his best to help save the life of a one-year old child who had swallowed an earring which had aspirated deep into the lung. I may sometimes wonder what I'm doing in Tamale but Jim has no doubt about why he is here.
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Hi Cynthia, I came across your wonderful blog haphazardly through the internet. I am a nurse and faculty member at the Medical University of South Carolina in Charleston. I was recently contacted by Valentine Ayangba a nurse educator at Tamale Nurses' Training College which is based at the hospital where your husband is working. She has asked me to help her and colleagues with a study of nurse staffing and skill mix related to quality of care. I was just curious about the hospital and conditions. Your posts gave me a sense of the difficulty of delivering health care in developing countries.
Thanks for sharing your experiences online. I'll be sure to check back regularly.
John
John Welton, RN, PhD
Associate Professor
College of Nursing
Medical University of South Carolina
Charleston, SC
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