This is my last blog as we are leaving on Saturday to
journey back to the UK via Djibouti. It has been a very hectic couple of weeks
as I have been trying to get all my project work done. I feel that I have
largely achieved what I set out to do; I have seen over 900 women at the
antenatal risk screening clinics and have included 423 in my study (women over
30 weeks gestation); I’ve followed up most of the 274 women identified as being
at obstetric risk; and I’ve carried out 7 focus group discussions to understand
why women deliver their babies at home, hospital or the health centre. I am now
trying to get everything written up so that I can send off various papers to be
reviewed for publication. What is clear is that the women here have a really
tough life and are often left with little choice about their health care
decisions. One in every 34 pregnant women die through pregnancy or childbirth. Around
10% of the women in my study had a previous stillbirth, with 3% having had 2 or
more stillbirths. There are many possible reasons for these devastating
figures; poor nutrition, lack of finances, difficulty in accessing services and
lack of medication and equipment are just a few. Accessibility of health
services is certainly an issue, with many women having to walk for over 2 or 3
hours before they can reach even fairly basic health care. Higher levels of
health care are simply inaccessible for many as the cost of transport can be
prohibitive.
Twins 1 week old
Nevertheless, I am constantly astonished at the courage of
these women when facing the difficulties surrounding childbirth. They will sell
a coffee tree to pay for health care, they will deliver their baby on the side
of the road when labour is too quick to make it to the health centre, their
acceptance of possible death in childbirth will result in a home delivery which
avoids ‘unnecessary’ costs, their desire for an ultrasound scan leads them to
walk for 4 hours when 9 months pregnant, their need to continue to earn money
leads to them daily carrying of 30Kg of wood on their back right up until the
delivery day, their ability to deal with complete childbirth induced urinary
incontinence without any underwear or pads, their ability to live with the
knowledge that 1 in 17 children will die before the age of 1 year, their
ability to work throughout the pregnancy despite an absence of iron
supplements, their acceptance of enormous goitres through a lack of iodine in
the diet, the absence of any painkillers during labour, the ability to walk the
2 or 3 hour journey home just 3 hours after delivery………..
I could go on and on and I am sure that when I look back on
the time I have spent here, I will be constantly reminded of the bravery and
the strength that the Ethiopian women face in their everyday lives. I have
enormous admiration for them and it has been a privilege to have met them and
hopefully provided some useful care. Possibly equally important, I hope that I
have been able to show them some kindness and compassion; something that few
women seem to experience. Indeed, one woman in my focus group discussion cried
when she described the kindness that she had received and how this had made
such a difference to her life. I wish I could do more for women like this but
you can’t change the way things are. You can only hope to leave them with some
hope that there are people out there that care about them and want to help
them.
I take with me the memories of the smiling faces of women
who try to hide their amusement at my efforts to speak to them in Oromifa,
their amazement when I show them the heart beat of their baby on the scan,
their generosity when they offer me some corn from their field, their kind
invitations to have coffee with them in their house, their desperate efforts to
make sure that I am comfortable, their amusement when I show them a photo of
their baby, their gratitude when I give them a photo of their baby or some baby
clothes. I will also be taking back the many memories of Jaba, whose first
birthday on October 21st I will sadly miss. He continues to go from
strength to strength and it is hard to think of those many weeks when he was in
the ‘cheese counter’ fighting for his life. He has an extremely promising
future and is very fortunate to have such a loving family to care for him. He
is, of course, also very lucky to have such a large and caring extended and
international family, who I am sure will want to be kept up-to-date with his
progress. I think I will need to set him up on facebook so that people can
follow his life.
Our last few weeks here are enriched by the company of Karen
and Adam Lowton, who arrived last Monday despite BMI cancelling their flight
the day before. Clearly, I am extremely happy to have them here and really hope
that they enjoy their time here and in Djibouti. I have booked an amazing hotel
in Djibouti. They have brought with them more luxury goods than I have seen in a
very long time – dairy milk chocolate, chicken tikka in a bag, F&M
champagne truffles, a bottle of pink Sancerre, and L’Oreal face cream, to
mention just a few. So I think we shall be having some amazing meals and will
probably be the envy of all of Gimbie. It’s Saturday film night tonight so we
are going to share a chilli con carne (yes, with meat imported from Waitrose)
with the ex-pats here and I might even open the Dairy milk. This is certainly a
big event and will be the talk of the town for the next week. The Sancerre is
definitely for personal consumption only.
I have been very grateful for your company throughout this
blog. It has been lovely to know that there are people who have been interested
to hear about our lives here and it has been a great comfort to hear from you.
If you have followed the entire blog, you have read 49,128 words. It’s not
quite as much as my thesis but hopefully, a little more interesting.
We will be back in the UK on 8th August and look
forward to catching up with you over the weeks to come. I leave you with a few of my favourite
photos, some of which you may have seen before……..
At least I have a pair of shoes....
Lalibella
Colobus monkey
Jeremy & Waishun
Camels in the South of Ethiopia
Waiting for a chance to get mangos
By the pool in Djibouti
Bonfire of bones (animal) at Green Bar
My very first delivery
Focus groups brought many happy women together
Maybe at risk but all turned out well
Hannah with Jaba
Antenatal clinics create fascination for children
My birthday chicken from Heidi & Andre
Making Injera
Jaba one month old
Jaba 7 months old
Birthday celebrations with Clara
Scanning creates amusement
Twins 5 months old