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OUR PEOPLE,<br />

OUR MISSION<br />

Global Health<br />

<strong>eMagazine</strong><br />

<strong>January</strong> <strong>2023</strong><br />

Reflections<br />

Keep silent!<br />

Written by Hossein Akbari, MD,MSc<br />

NVH Global Health Academy Faculty<br />

Perspective<br />

Highlights<br />

Reflections<br />

Innovation and Technology<br />

Nursing Division<br />

Women’s Health Education<br />

Global Local<br />

Art to Remind Us of Who<br />

We Can Be<br />

Article of the Month<br />

Video of the Month<br />

Our Beautiful Planet<br />

Welcome<br />

Congratulations<br />

Among the Letters<br />

Global Health Family<br />

Calendar<br />

Photo News<br />

Photo Gallery<br />

Resources<br />

When being asked to review papers on<br />

health equality, I usually decline, as I still<br />

have a bad feeling about one encounter.<br />

It was my birthday, and I was 6,000 km<br />

away from family and friends. But I had<br />

hope. There were amazing days in Mulago,<br />

with deep self-reflection and a drive to be<br />

with those in need.<br />

I had a hectic schedule that day. A patient suffering from burns who required<br />

major debridement. I was able to find a surgical gown and join the sevenhour<br />

procedure, split by two breaks that I wish I hadn’t taken.<br />

During the first break, I had just left OR 1 and was walking through the dimlylit<br />

hall when I saw a young woman, possibly 23-24, and very scared. Nobody<br />

was around and she was waiting for the surgery. I couldn’t just leave her,<br />

though sometimes I wish I had.<br />

There was no note around to review, so I asked her what happened. She<br />

spoke a few words in English and Luganda and in brief, stated that she was<br />

very anxious about the foot operation that the doctors said she needed.<br />

I saw her leg in a yellow plastic bag, which was surprising but I did inquire<br />

further. I tried to make her comfortable and mentioned that she does not<br />

need to be worried as the physicians only do it for her sake, especially in<br />

resource-constrained regions. Again, I wish I had remained silent.<br />

Two hours later, during the next break, I came directly to her room where I<br />

witnessed the most tragic scene I have ever seen in Mulago: a lower limb<br />

thrown in a bin-shaped metal container with a very unpleasant smell. The<br />

operation was an above-the-knee amputation. I was shocked. I thought of<br />

the fate of women in this region at baseline, let alone women with limited<br />

mobility.<br />

I immediately sat somewhere in the hall to collect myself before asking those<br />

better-informed about the whole story.<br />

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