I’ve been some cool places to do dentistry, and occasionally it wasn’t always in the most ideal conditions. Sometimes I use the term guerrilla dentistry to describe the incidences when you’ve got to work with what you’ve got to get the job done. You might not have enough gauze, electricity, clean water or light, but with a clear and smart head you can still do a lot of good.
I’ve been in orphanages with the US Army in Moldova:
To all over rural North Carolina with the Mission of Mercy (MoM) clinics:
To most exotically, Kenya:
Our clinic here is perfectly equipped to handle most anything that walks through its doors and is one of the most well staffed, well supplied and modern places I’ve ever had the dream of working. Today though I got to break out some of my rotation skills in the resident room:
One of our attendings bit his tongue badly enough this morning to require sutures. Poor guy! I numbed him up and stitched him back up in one of our nice operatories upstairs, but he was so numb afterwards we tried a reversal agent to get it to wear off faster. I was between patients so we ran down to the resident room to do it just as Bri walked in with a “Do I even want to know?”. She shot this picture for me.
I’m itching to go back out into the bush (definition: wherever there is some pediatric dental care needed) and help out again soon.