Getting down to Business, then some fun

After recovering a bit from jet lag, I had my first assignment and a full day of work Tuesday January 10. I had arrived at Ben Gurion Airport in Tel Aviv, Israel at 2 am and with the drive to Ramallah, West Bank of Palestine arriving at my hotel in Ramallah at 4:30 am.. My first thoughts were whose appendix needs coming out and second thought, I am too old for this. Israel and Palestine are two countries with a unique arrangement. The West Bank is part of Palestine and is considered part of the Occupied Territories by Israel since the 1967 war. This is when the 7 days war enabled Israel to gain control all of the West Bank of the Jordon River and the Dead Sea. This was part of Transjordan and Hashemite Kingdom. Now as Jewish Settlements pop up in these disputed areas conflicts arise, who’s land is it. Ramallah is its biggest city and to my eye very peaceful, quite cosmopolitan, with friendly people, (mostly Muslims and Christian Arabs). It is in Area A, run autonomously by the PA, Palestinian Authority My charge was not to settle these conflicts but assess the quality of vascular care and needs of the various hospitals and providers and support staff to achieve improvement. I would say look at a detailed map to get an idea what I am saying.

My first stop was with the surgeons at the Palestinian Medical /complex (PMC). This is really several hospitals combined into one, including Ramallah Public Hospital, Al-Sheik Zaed Hospital, and the National Center for Blood Diseases to be built with Kuwaiti Funds, Funds from Bahrain possibly will be built Bahrain Pediatric Hospital.

I did not meet the administrator but the vascular surgeon grabbed me and I scrubbed in with several of the practicing vascular surgeons who are skilled and interested in growing a program

1.Dr, Adali Idress. He is well trained already in open and endo skills having done two years fellowship training in Germany and then UK, He can perform all the types of endovascular surgery needed. He did not see problems with conflicts with interventional radiology nor cardiology. He showed me the brand-new hybrid room, or as we called it combination room for doing both open and catheter based procedures. The hybrid room appeared state of the art with a Siemens digital I/I on a fixed system. Really perfect to get started doing complicated endovascular work. The problem seems no one seems to knows how to turn it on. To be fair getting the right voltage and current compatable. This seems like an easy fix. Perhaps PCRF can help.

Dr Igress has a laundry list of supplies needed to supplement his practice which I will forward, and also a fair amount of investment will be required to obtain a baseline supply of wires, balloon, stents both self and balloon expandable and covered stent-grafts. Of the groups I saw this group has the most potential to become the center of excellence for vascular. They are far ahead on the curve as they have qualified surgeons already, and have back up with a total of 4 surgeons. Also Dr Igrees does the only kidney transplants in country. Other needs is training of support staff. (applies to below with Dr Marridi Abdelrahman the hand surgeon)

I also talked extensively with Dr /Abdelrahman. He is an orthopedic surgeon with hand fellowship training, Most of his hand work is now tendon and nerve repairs however he is interested in full reimplantations as he has seen and increase His asks are to trained whole team in assessments, tools, set up etc. and he suggests with scholarships from PCRF he could get a team trained This would allow him to ultimately do reimplantations and free flaps. Cool eh.

I am now back in Ramallah and leave here again at 2:30 am. These time zone changes are difficult. I had the day here so went for a walk throughout the city. There is no such thing as a city block as the streets wind around and cross the hilly terrain sometimes it seems randomly. I visited the old city, the downtown, Yasser Arafat square, an ancient mosque, and ancient Eastern Orthodox church. The sites and sounds of the open market were the most interesting with all sorts of home grown fruits, vegetables, and then clothes, and souvenirs. I will add some pictures. I still cannot get used to the call to worship over the loud speakers, and the noise of the horns which are used instead of turn signals. There is nary a stop sign in all of Palestine. Most traffic circles that are more free for all than organized with a few traffic lights. I will be glad to be home despite the snowstorm I hear awaits me.

This is a cemetery in Gaza from WWI where the British forces composed of Muslims, Jews, and Christians from the middle east all fought and died. There are also citizens from throughout the British Empire at that time including Canadian, New Zealand, India, Australia. It is still maintained by the British government

Good bye Gaza

Hello Ramallah

The open market downtown Ramallah

Gaza

I have just entered Gaza, my third time here. In 2016 with Marty, 2018 during the violence of the Great March for Return demonstrations, and now. I will revisit some of the past for anyone interested.

Gaza Strip is a very narrow piece of land on the Mediterranean Sea that is completely isolated from West Bank by Israel. Please look at a map. It is still harrowing to enter as I have likened it to entering a maximum security prison with a huge complex with gun turrets armed with snipers, bullet proof glass cages with officials from Israel, and a long corridor of barbed wire, fully armed soldiers in full gear with automatic weapons at the ready. I think one can enter Gaza now from Egypt but otherwise this 7.5 X 3 mile long strip of land is completely fenced in and blockaded by Israel since about 2008, and occupied by the Israeli military since 1967. Once you are in Gaza its under the rule of Hamas a quite radical Muslim group, listed by the USA and Israel as a terrorist organization. Prior to that it was part of the Sanai and Egypt. Prior to that, 1947 a British Mandate. The history is worth reading about. The people here, all 2 million of them, long for their own country or to be a part of one that grants them full rights and safety. It is a very conservative country probably 95% Muslim.

It is a stark contrast between Israel and Gaza, just on the other side of the wall. Trees . There are trees in Israel. None to speak of here. Its the difference between a smooth road and a gaping pot hole. Silent cars in Israel. Nothing but traffic jams and honking horns in Gaza. It is too bad as Gaza could be so such a peaceful beautiful place as it is on the Mediterranean Sea, with a temperate to warm climate and basically friendly traditional people.

There is not much for me to do here other than continue my assessment of the current state of vascular surgery here, and their most acute needs as well as what the organization I represent, PCRF, can do. I won’t go into details here, but there is so much vascular disease because of the highest smoking rate in the world, and truly heavy smoking. Dialysis, diabetes, obesity all contribute. I think the people of Palestine are so much in despair that the nicotine rush of a cigarette is at times their only escape, and living a long healthy life is not something they aspire to, nor expect. Even the vascular surgeons smoke. And when I ask about smoking cessation and education programs, discussions, which by the way would be the best vascular surgery intervention possible, I only get a shrug.

In West Bank and Israel there is much to see and do as a traveler. The beaches and night life that produce the likes of Gal Gadot in Israel, Jerusalem and the old holy city, the Sea of Galilee, Bethlehem, the Dead Sea, the mosque of Ibrahim(Abraham) and his grave in Hebron, Jericho, the olive groves of Nablus, the Jordon River There is nothing remotely here in Gaza.

I am done with my meetings today and will hole up in my hotel as it is not safe for a westerner to wander about. Perhaps my next blog I will talk about the food especially the breakfasts which is fantastic. And the coffee.

What’s in a name like the Dead Sea

I have now been in Palestine for a week and failed by 6 days to post every night. Is it laziness or because of how hard I am working and not used to it as an old retired guy? Yes to both excuses.

I haven’t tied a knot or had to hold my hand steady for close to 3 years (that excludes summer and ice fishing) at least with anyone watching. Yet my first stop in the city of Ramallah pushed me into the operating theater rapidly, unexpectedly, and in a difficult situation.

It is boring stuff now traveling across 8 time zones, covering 24+ hours and crossing the Israeli checkpoints into Palestine. See Marty and my blogs from 2016. My first stop is the fairly cosmopolitan city of Ramallah where I take a full day of relaxing before any assignment. I say cosmopolitan because women don’t regularly wear headscarves or never burqas, wear blue jeans and make up. Ramallah is the default head of the Palestinian Authority, the government of West Bank of Palestine. I will not digress what that all means at present so as not to delay my goal of describing that first day of work, keep you all on pins and needles so you will be tuning in to read about it in later posts, and also there are NBA games on my computer that are streaming. As well as tie in my title about the Dead Sea.

My charge here since I have been to Palestine 2 previous times as one of the few US vascular surgeons to provide care here is to represent the Palestinian Childrens Relief Fund (henceforth PCRF) as a consultant to assess the vascular surgery needs at 8 different hospitals in both West Bank and Gaza Strip the two separate parts of Palestine. Either google that or wait for another post. PCRF is the largest funded NGO providing missions to Palestine. It is really very large and well funded. The leadership has identified a great need in vascular, and with its connections and funding would like to narrow that need. I am to identify how best to do that. I am retired and not actively operating.

My first visit was to a place in Ramallah called Palestinian Medical Complex which are 4 hospitals now joined to form a large tertiary care center. It is a Ministry of Health (MoH) funded in partnership with Israeli help, foreign governments like Kuwait and the USA through USAid, and NGOs like PCRF. Enough with the abbreviations Mark. I get up early, shave, put on a tie(yup), and have the usual huge breakfast, and take the taxi to the hospital. I ride with two pediatric orthopedic surgeons(sponsored by PCRF) from Detroit who have an unusual case that we surgeons when we meet always like to talk, in our secrete code, about, and mention my role as a vascular surgeon. PMC has 4 surgeons that do vascular, that includes one young board certified vascular surgeon who is Palestinian trained in Germany and England. He invites me to watch another interesting case and eversion carotid endarterectomy. Everything is cool calm and typical for vascular surgery just when you think its safe our room gets a call come quick to someone to somewhere. It turns out there is no one available as our two surgeons are busy as is a third and the final one is gone. I get a tap, and asked come with me. I am lead through tunnels as the hospitals are separate, go through a hallway or two that double as waiting rooms, where everyone is smoking by the way and into an OR where my new friends have unfortunately entered the femoral vein with quite a bit of bleeding doing a difficult case. To make this shorter I scrubbed in and dissected out the femoral vessels, artery and vein, for control is a 4 year old, which are pretty tiny without my magnifying glasses and not having touched a surgery for 2 plus years. It was like riding a bike though as they say. By the time this was straightened out the real surgeons were able to come down and repair the injuries. Day one done.

Day two I travelled to Rafidi Surgical hospital and teamed up with my old friend there Dr Ihab Shraideh a very good vascular surgeon who is terribly overworked in the city of Nablus, two hours north of Ramallah. He had a complicated surgery for me to help in. I pleaded old to him he didn’t believe it and it was a very interesting case of a carotid body tumor. So I scrubbed in again to help. I have to say of all the things I have ever done in my life I put it all into doing surgery really up to 12-24 hours a day since I was 24 years old until 2020. It really is what I do best. After that I went to dinner with his family of 5 children, beautiful wife who is an internal medicine doctor. The three boys are basketball crazy. I told them I was a great basketball player and all they did was laugh at that. Then I told them I knew Giannis (OK its a fib) and we had fun comparing him to LeBron, Michael, Shaq and watched you tube dunking videos.

About the title. Yes in between I went to the Dead Sea and saw the Jordon River where Jesus was baptized. The Dead Sea is well basically dead except for all the people who think it cures everything and mud clears acne who are wallowing in it. And the Jordon River looks much like Duncan Creek after a rain. Otherwise its like Christmas here and has been turned into giant tourist traps. I think I will stick to my mission and leave Jerusalem to the tourists. I hope to figure out and add some pictures.

I hope you are all tolerating the winter especially you Wisconsinites. I did happen to volunteer in mid January to a country where the highs are 65 with perpetual sunshine. Who would have guessed. Things are going well here. I really miss my proofreader and cribbage partner from the first time here, Marty as well as the rest of my expanding family, especially again Caden, Lincoln, Reese, Nash, and can’t forget baby P in Madison.

pictures

1 The shraideh family

2, Hala 4 y o

3. Swason Our same guise from 2016 very very good

4Whats at the bottom of the cup in Turkish coffee

5. Me practicing drinking Turkish coffee6. A typical breakfast 10 different dishes to choose from

6. Several Dead Sea pictures

7. Irony is a tempting trinkets gift shop at the base of the mountain where Jesus was tempted by Satan for 4o days and nights and its name is temptation mount gift shop

8 The hippest camel who just cant find a date

Pictures from Ramallah

I wasn’t able to label the pictured seen below properly. I miss having an AT guy here, Marty, Matthew, or Mitchell all would help.

So the titles for the pictures should be

  1. girls basketball team in uniform in Ramallah
  2. Full life naticity scene in center city was a surprise as was a Christmas tree
  3. Introducing Nash William Asplund 12 hours old
  4. The town is as confusing as the map, roads going every which was
  5. City Hall and offices of the PA

Travel to Ramallah

I am sitting in the hotel cafe in Ramallah. Central Wisconsin to Minneapolis to Amsterdam to Tel Aviv then a 2 hour ride through the check points into West Bank. About 28 hours of travel. That’s it. Simple. Arrival at the hotel 4:30 am. A lot can happen while travelling that far. Most signifiantly Marty and Ipana had that baby, through surrogacy (shout out to Kayla). Baby Nash William Asplund, already a 1′ 51/25 1/2″ tall point guard. But that is a whole other story.

I start work tomorrow morning so this will be relatively short. I didn’t see much although a wild rare Palestinian red fox ran across the road on the drive that I thought was cool but my driver said all they do is eat chickens. The world over hates predators. The transition into Palestine is still different as one goes through checkpoints the most incongruous site is very young-looking women “maning” the post in full body armor and sporting the look of fully automatic large caliber rifles. The roads abruptly change to high-speed highways to pot holed narrow streets with many large speed bumps. Safely in bed I check the internet and Bally sports to see the Bucks beat the Knicks in another Jru Holiday last minute coming through for the team.

Ramallah is actually a very cosmopolitan city. Maybe 50,000 population and the cultural center of the West Bank and default head of the Palestinian Authority (PA), the government of Palestine. It is maybe 10 kilometers from Jerusalem to the south. It is surprising that it is at least 25% Christian, but still mostly Muslim. I had that reminder when as I finally started to doze off the muezzin call to worship was blaring over the loudspeakers throughout the city at 5 am and lasts awhile. At the main square I walked around where city hall is, there was a very large Christmas tree, and a full-size manger scene. I found that surprising.

I think the best indicator of how cosmopolitan Ramallah is, is the dress of the women. I saw no burqas here (in Gaza most women will be in full burqa, and all will wear a headscarf). Half of the women do not wear headscarves, and I saw quite a few wearing very fashionable clothes, blue jeans, leather boots, and make up. That would not be acceptable I should think in most other cities in West Bank and Gaza. There were many businesses, cafes, banks, nice cars, etc. The streets are winding and fairly narrow and crowded with many newer appearing cars. No one uses blinkers, everyone uses their horns, and often. The stop lights are interesting as they go red to yellow then to green, I think to give the driver extra time to accelerate through. So yellow means get going here.

I have to figure out some computer “shit”, like how to download some pictures and sign into my emails as I have been locked out. They, google, thinks I should be in Wisconsin. Like maybe I should be.

Back Again

It’s been 4 years since I was in Gaza leading up to the 70th anniversary of what the Palestinians refer to as nakba, and Israel refers to Independence Day, the end of the Palestinian/Israel civil war. It’s been almost 7 years since my son Marty, and I first went to West Bank and Gaza as volunteers for the Palestinian Childrens Relief Fund henceforth PCRF. I once again am planning on returning to Palestine not as a practicing surgeon but as a consultant for PCRF to visit 4 government (Ministry of Health, MoH) hospitals in West Bank and 3 in Gaza to look at the needs and abilities of PCRF to fulfil those needs in vascular surgery. I leave Wausau January 8 for two weeks. I am reopening my (and Marty’s) blog to nightly update the sights and sounds. The middle east is a fascinating place, the source of much ongoing strife, contains a lot of history, and has a culture much different than ours. I hope again to help PCRF in its goals to establish a long-lasting presence in vascular surgery there, as well as add to my understanding of the place and people. I hope then to pass on what I can to whomever may be left of our audience. At the least it will help me organize my thoughts and remember what I’ve seen and experienced. Look for my next post on arrival in Nablus West Bank.

I dedicate the start of this trip to Gary “Mad Dog” Krenz whose wanderings I would like to continue to inspire. Finally pass this on to anyone who might be interested or followed us before.

PCRF and Israel

The trip was a smashing success,  we learned a ton about the middle east, and we were able to do surgery for two weeks.  One of our goals was to let people know back home what life was like in West Bank and Gaza.   We were very surprised at number of people who followed our blog, thank you to Bloomer Advance and to everyone who read and looked at the fotos.

Its really nice to be home now. I don’t have to worry about getting questioned and looked at like I’m a criminal anymore.  I will never take for granted the liberties we have in the country, and I hope we never have to sacerfise our liberties for sercerty like in the Israel.

 

One year anniversary

I thought I would write a quick note as its been one year since Marty and I had our experience in Palestine.  What a great experience there for both of us and I hope we helped the Palestinians and our friends there are well. I reread our blogs and really not too bad for amateurs and relived parts, and I would like to go back to both Palestine and Malawi.  (see my Malawi blog)    I am in Eau Claire where I now do work as a vascular and general surgeon for a great group called Evergreen Surgical at Sacred Heart very reminisenct of Binder, Alden, Mattingly, and Asplund before SA changed.   I learned it is very hard to get surgery out of my system and truly retire because I have spent so much of my life getting as good as I can possibly be at it and I truly enjoy it.  I also learned it is so deeply ingrained in me I can be away from surgery for a year and do a 2 1/2 hour fem to peroneal bypass with vein that looks perfect and will last.  In any event I doubt we have any readers left.  If I make it back to Palestine or Malawi I will put out a notice and start up my blog again.  In the meantime hope all is well.