In my element, a modern ED

Looking over past posts, it seems that I’ve neglected somewhat the whole point of our being here, which is to help deliver high-quality, world-class EM care to the local population. The US is at the forefront of EM training, and as a proud graduate of Boston City Hospital’s EM class of 1994, seven graduates in total, now with some 18 years of experience behind me, I’ve seen a lot; good, bad and atrocious. I’ve gained that most valuable of commodities, perspective. I have to say, Queensland Health has been great to us, delivering on all promises. The ED at Redland Hospital is larger and more progressive than expected. The area is growing rapidly, and as the penultimate service industry, so is the hospital.

This thing rocks!! The modern stethescope..

For all you Medical Systems wonks out there; we have a dedicated Radiology suite, a 64 slice GE CT scanner, with a Fufi Synapse PACS just being implemented. Cool, as it’s the same system I’ve been using in NY for the last eight years. Lab is spotty with I-Stat bedside testing done after hours for basic stuff. Critical labs are still couriered into Brisbane! As in many non-tertiary Hospitals, sub-specialty coverage is spotty, to non-existent, and limited after hours. We have general surgery for elective stuff, but no real after hours emergency surgery. So, less sub-specialty coverage than in the US overall.

The next generation of life savers?

Due to a lack of Ortho coverage, and potentially delayed Ortho clinic follow-up, it’s typical for EM docs to do definitive fracture reductions in the ED by means of the ingenious Bier’s Block. This is a historic footnote in US EM training programs; but basically you elevate and blanch the affected limb, apply a double tourniquet above, and inject a lipophilic, short-acting anesthetic agent into the limb, generally Prilocaine. Within 10 minutes or so you get a dense regional anesthesia to said limb, and curiously, you can bend and twist and pull outrageous amounts of traction on a little old lady’s arm to get the reduction, while she sits beside you smiling the whole time… It works well, avoids airway and breathing issues and wears off quickly. Lawsuit city in the US, but a practical adaptation to local realities in most of Australia. One interesting side note is that it’s critical to use a short acting, lipophilic agent, and keep the tourniquets up for a minimum of 25 min. post-procedure. This allows the anesthetic to fully bind and redistribute into the fat and be neutralized. There are case reports of brief procedures and early deflation causing a massive rush of anesthetic back into the patient’s central circulation; end result being a cardiac arrest, aka “lawsuit city.”

A Bier’s Block, post reduction and splinting
No longer a room, an Emergency Department.

20 acute beds, 5 short stay and 6 walk-in. And growing.

While the quality of care is generally high; as in the US, the healthcare system is straining under almost unlimited demand, lack of capacity and disorganized healthcare delivery and records. Being a primarily government-funded system, though with a surprisingly large component of privately insured patients, and lacking the aggressive cost-containment demands of a US-style private insurance industry, Australia is at least a decade behind the US in terms of implementation of robust electronic medical records (EMR) and charge capture.

Our future challenge….

As in the US, care for the aging, more chronically ill patient population is consuming an ever larger portion of HC spending. When discussing the future of EM care delivery with the junior residents, I stick with Dr. Nolan’s pithy, four word adage, “Older, sicker, poorer, fatter…” That about sums it up people, a neat encapsulation of the challenges ahead. 

Wishing you become none of the foregoing, at least not too soon…  Best, ddu

Redland Hospital courtyard
Aussie Surf Rescue Club

Tonight’s musings will extend on my last post concerning beauty and danger… and their sometimes uncomfortably close proximity. We had the weekend off, beautiful weather, so decided to take a short 20 minute ferry hop over to Coochimudlo Island, noted for it’s beautiful sand beaches. And it was beautiful; hot, sunny and laid back. Seemingly a world away from the mainland just across the strait.. Kids all ready for a swim…only not so fast.. It seems an unusual combination of wind and tide had washed a large blossom of stinging jellyfish into the shallows.. Not the truly deadly “sea wasps” of far northern Queensland, but capable of delivering a sharp sting from the sea nonetheless.. Hmmm….. The local lads were having a fine challenge trying to scoop them in their hands and throw them onto the beach, but were getting more than a few stings that they tried to laugh off.. The local surf rescue club was netting them into gelatinous piles of the softest blue.. Of course Luke and Aidan immediately began spearing and shredding them apart with sticks…” Better than swimming , Dad!”  Within minutes Luke flung one ashore in a spray of wet sand and jellyfish particles, hitting 3 year old Owen right in the face.. He, quite understandably, erupted into a howling tirade that alarmed even the surf rescue crew and got their attention with ice packs and a cold bottled-water eye irrigation, done by yours truly, ddu, right there on the beach…Thanks Luke…After an hour or so the screaming wound down into a piteous, fatigued weeping and sleep; we settled back into our tropical idyll…


Up for a dip? Look closely….

(In a post script on that disaster, as an act of brotherly revenge, Aidan thought it a funny idea to drop a jellyfish into Luke’s bathing suit, I’m not kidding…though he insists it was one of the less toxic clear ones…Luke spent 15 minutes rinsing out his “nerds” under the public water fountain in the local park.. You really can’t make this stuff up…..I swear!)



Satan’s bouillabaisse

As the afternoon slipped away, another unexpected danger made its presence felt in the unrelenting intensity of the southern sun at midsummer. Wonderful to bask in initially, but very soon overwhelming at height of day, it really is a physical force to respect. In the ED, as Cleveland is a growing retirement area, I see the almost unimaginable skin damage done over a lifetime of pale Caucasian meets the Sun King, in the pre-SPF 50 era. These guys and gals got cooked, plain and simple. As the votes, though meager, seemed to support showing some medical images, here’s a first, taken and used with his kind permission. The red facial lesion is a Basal Cell Carcinoma, partially resected. Note the dog-ear, from past similar excisions. Slather up people…!

Chillin’ and Grillin’, it’s the future Mr. Melanoma…
A long life in the sun

That very same evening, the boys and I went out fishing on Cleveland Point. There’s a beautiful old wooden lighthouse , a small, manicured picnic park and the Lighthouse (duh,,,) Restaurant that serves wonderful homemade Sorbet and Gelato. As we were walking into the shadowy park, happily licking, a man’s voice interrupts, ” Excuse me, if you are walking into the park.. watch out, there’s a snake right over there..” He came over with a small flashlight..seemed rather authoritative about such things….”That’s not a python (large, but harmless), I think it’s an Eastern Brown ” ( non-descript, but potentially deadly). Well that caught me totally by surprise and burst my sunshine-lollipop state of mind for sure….! I tried to get a few quick cellphone shots in the semi-dark by light of flash, while keeping my distance…see below. Even creepier, the snake meandered over under one of the small picnic pavilions and was last seen curled up at the base of the BBQ grill…. We told a few people, but left feeling like we should have set off the nuclear snake alarm or something. Especially scary as this wasn’t out in the bush, but right in a heavily trafficked area…..So Beauty…and Danger…. close cousins and role-shifters in the land down under….More later, snakes willing..! ddu


I WILL ruin your picnic…..
Luke’s Catch
Another gem from the sea..released…
We have been getting out and about, fishing, hiking and learning about this always fascinating Continent.
Everything of interest always seems to turn out to be more interesting, more surprising and intriguingly odd than expected…..SE Queensland is much more vast and diverse than imagined. The contrasts can be truly startling.

Paragliders on Tamborine Mountain
A leap of Faith




Not your friend…Seriously, not…

Malevolent appearing spiders give way to fragrant blossoms, only yards away…But you really should watch your step…
Many more adventures to follow. Hope you are enjoying the trip…Best, ddu
But then beauty, around the next bend…

Sorry to have been a bit out of touch. See, reality intruded, and I actually had to begin work in the ED (that’s Emergency Department henceforth, no, not erectile dysfunction dirtyminds…). As I stated at the start of this blog, being ” Doc” downunder, there is a medical component involved. Fair warning to the squeamish, wifty or otherwise easily offended, there could be some graphic photos of medical cases ahead..In fact, I’ve already got a few good ones, but Stephanie said I shouldn’t post them. Show of hands, or clicks, from the loyal readership…Anyone want to see that sort of stuff…?? I’ll hold off, pending comment. Also, I will be using ED medical shorthand somewhat when discussing particulars, just in the interest of getting through it all.. If you feel lost, you can just skim over and look at the pictures! Or, not….So, EM (Emergency Medicine, the discipline, not the place; that would be the ED, see above…we practice EM in the ED…everyone got it..good..carry on…) in Australia.

Dr Nolan’s first day of school photo. So innocent…!

Finished my first round of 4 ten hour shifts as a Senior Consultant. The ED well equipped and modern. Very well-staffed by US standards, but busy. I round with the charge nurse and keep things flowing, beds turning over and transfers/ admits all heading in their desired directions. Beyond the clinical, or medical component, patient flow management is an art in itself. The charge nurses here know the system and get it done.. I mostly tag along and add my two cents now and then. Junior doctors run cases by me and I advise and teach procedures like complex suture repairs. The Australian training system post-Medical School is really Byzantine and not as Residency goal directed as in the US. Many of the Senior Medical Officers (SMOs) are not in an active training program, and never will be. They are career house officers and can be in the same position for years, but never attain Board Certification. On my third shift I was running a 20 bed acute side with a team of 6 junior docs. My “mentor” Rogash, who’s coming from 4 years in Melbourne and is Residency-trained, has been in this ED one week longer than me. So, basically, the blind leading the naked…And it was busy; trial by fire, jump right off the deep end, whatever…. Thank God for senior nurses! We got through the shift without a hitch. Mid- evening on my last shift we had a 65 yo F come in by private car having a big heart attack (Inf-Lat STEMI, Q’ing out) really sick and unstable. I hadn’t even had a chance to review the STEMI protocol yet, but there I was, talking to the Cardiac Interventionalist at the Tertiary center, Princess Alexandra Hospital (PAH) 25 min. away in downtown Brisbane. We thrombolysed her and got her on a waiting ambulance. The ED staff is like, ” OK Doctor Nolan, are you riding along with her?” “Whaaat…?” It turns out the paramedics here don’t transfer really sick patients without a doc on board, and except at the highest level, the drug box doesn’t travel with the ambulance (a fine time to tell me all this…). So scrambling ensued to grab an EMS/ACLS mobile pack complete with airway management gear and ACLS meds (that I also hadn’t had time to review). ” No worries, mate..she’ll be right…” So, for the first time in my 20+ years EM career, I’m in the back of an ambulance, adjusting a Nitro drip and setting up the pacer/ defibrillator for action, as we careen through the darkened streets of outer Brisbane lights and sirens, rolling through red-lighted intersections; getting to the PA STAT.. . It was all very exciting, the patient went into an accelerated junctional rhythm (bad) and began to degenerate on arrival to the PA. Met there by the assembled cath lab team and off she went to definitive care. I got a very nice tour of our upstream Tertiary ED by an EM Attending named James, and then got left out on the sidewalk alone, by the ambulance squad who had other places to be.. Called a cab for a ride back out to Cleveland, got him a voucher and finished up just as my shift ended at 2300.. 


An ED doc, and a mobile Paramedic..cool! Outside the PA ED.

So, a real life saved, a quick tour of inner Brisbane by ambulance, and a ride back out to the country.. All in all, a pretty nice day’s work…Sorry about the lack of good photos. Honestly, I was so disoriented and excited that I forgot entirely. Better next time I promise. It’s going to be an interesting year! Stay healthy, watch the weight and please, don’t smoke…best, ddu

This ride looks serious…



Twin Falls…duh…!
Springbrook NP overlook
Purling Brook Falls-600 ft !

In the weeks after landing and adjusting to the southern hemisphere, we’ve begun to get out and about a bit more within a few hours of Brisbane. Queensland is blessed with an amazing 2000 mile coastline, fronting a fertile coastal plain and backed up by the forested mountains of the Great Dividing Range. These mountains catch most of the moisture coming in off the Coral Sea and are spectacularly lush and diverse. Over the range, the dry side stretches on for thousands of miles, gradually transitioning from drier open eucalypt and pine forest, through grazing rangeland and finally out into the vast, arid outback of lore and legend. We haven’t made it out that way yet…In short, a vast, diverse series of habitats, much of which has been preserved in an assortment of parks and preserves. Queensland alone has something like 75 National Parks.. We hope to visit as many as possible. Here are a few shots of several, esp. Springbrook and Glass House Mountains, both remnants of Australia’s volcanic past, some 20-30 million years ago, and seemingly right out of the Lost World. Enjoy the scenery…!

Collapsed volcano escarpment defines the border, QLD to L, NSW to R
200-300 ft Escarpment with Rainforest below and Eucalypt forest above
A waterfall thru a cave and the cave has glow worms.. how cool is that…?



Numimbah Valley
Glasshouse Mnts and pineapple fields
Entering Springbrook plateau
Park facilities, paths, infrastructure all world class
“I’m giving off good vibrations…”

OK, so a bit of an aside in tonight’s musings.. Confession: I’m an avid guitar player; a semi-serious, gradually improving, never gonna be a Rock Star but I just love it kind of player…I love all guitars, even really crappy ones, as they each have a distinct voice and maybe something to teach you, if you give them a chance…like people in a way…So heading down to the humid semi-tropics, I left all my good guitars back at the farm in New York…Hit the Aussie coastline, set some stuff up, and next priority was to find a guitar…Anything to get my finger-jones worked out…All you musicians know what I’m referring to here..it’s like an itch…and I was getting itchy. I tried Craig’s List down here, almost a ghost town.. Somehow I linked up with this site Gumtree.com, and that’s where everybody was.. Who knew..?  Look it up, it’s free.. So after a few non-starters, I linked up with some guy in a non-descript, working class suburb of Brisbane..tired, but not exactly seedy.. He pulls out this musty, dusty old Yamaha 12 string with strings you could literally feel the rust on.. Last changed in the mid-70’s.. Weird thing was, the thing weighed a ton, a proverbial brick house. The woods were amazingly high quality; very fine-grained solid spruce top, full grain rosewood back and sides..Almost unavailable today at any cost… No loose braces or joints, straight neck… The thing sounded like shit….$250 Australian, no dickering.. I bought it, not wanting to visit any more such neighborhoods in a strange land. After all, I had a guitar… ! Done..Took it home, gave the fingerboard a nice drink of mineral oil, cleaned ‘er up, brand new set of strings.. Oh, BTW, in 30 years of playing, I have never changed an entire set of 12 strings..A real organizational and tuning challenge.. You should really try it, it’s a life list sort of experience, seriously….Now a funny thing happened, and it’s happening still.. On first session the guitar seemed stiff and tentative, the strings all sproingy and overly resonant. Plus, as any player knows, new strings slip out of tune and stretch a lot before they settle down.. I just tuned it back up to standard and let it rest.. The next day better, more resonant and warmer, but still stiff and lacking dimension. Now, almost a week into daily play, an amazing thing has happened; something discussed a fair amount but that I’ve not witnessed so starkly personally. This well built instrument, after lying fallow for 20 years, but with good structure intact, is waking up; coming back to life under my fingertips…I’m learning it’s ways, and it’s subtle strengths; it, in turn, is responding to my explorations..Our harmonics are converging and we are aligning our frequencies…or something…I know it may sound all west-coast zen-y and even ridiculous to a non-player, but it is happening…I am listening to it’s voice, and it is teaching me. It’s not remotely the same instrument it was one week ago…it has regained it’s voice and it is singing….

Well the shipping arrived through Customs today. Three weeks later than we’d planned…” No worries mate…”  Though that single pair of shorts sure was getting funky… So, as promised, some critter photos for your entertainment below…

A local neighbor, just hangin’ out..
Land Mullet, 2 ft long. The missing link between lizard and fish…? Mmmm, scaly….

Lace Monitor, 4 ft, but harmless

Brahminy Kite
White Ibis, aka Australian Seagull

The kids are starting at the local Catholic school, Star of the Sea. About half of all Aussie kids attend non-public schools, and the Government subsidizes the choice..Uniforms mandatory, including sun hats…Individual uniforms identify school affiliation. Very Brit….

 
Then, on returning home in the rain, we find this five foot PYTHON (ISYN!) in the front garden..A good luck omen for the school year, or perhaps something more sinister…? Claire’s 11 year old classmate was rather blase on hearing the news..” Oh yeah, you’ll see them around the house, but not usually when it’s raining….”   I love this country…:-O.
PS- Watch out for those pythons now…ddu
Serpentine proof- I risked life n’ limb to record this….

A Brief update, and still no Koala photos….Shipping still held up in customs……can’t wait to get hold of my old Toshiba laptop with actual, honest to goodness USB ports…Call me old school, but at least then I can hitch up my camera direct and download a few photos for you kind folks to see. There is a real downside to all these newfangled, Wifi only, too thin (and hip) for even a micro USB port or an SDcard slot….sorry, not to Apple-bash here, but….uh hmmm, your connectivity just plain sucks… there I said it, promised myself I wouldn’t go there, but….I did, and will now move on….Except, did I also tell you how much I hate not having a backspace erase too…It’s just not that hard….or am I missing something here…? Someone, please enlighten me….. we have been busy visiting amazing National Parks in SE Queensland, esp. Springbrook, a massive, collapsed volcano crater with rainforest-clad cliffs and 600 ft waterfalls right out of the Lost World. also, the Glasshouse Mountain N.P. Google the name for some stunning scenery. Well, enough of my rants and faves…I promise some catch-up photos once shipping arrives this week… Best, ddu


Sorry for being out of touch…still trying to get unpacked and rewired. I blog from the local library on the 15 minute meter….Though we’ve only been in country for one week, it feels like months have passed… I suppose that’s to be expected when so many new experiences are being flashed before you at every turn….. Especially after being awake 36 plus hours in transit, then driving from the airport with all traffic coming at you from unexpected angles, followed by the inevitable “mega-crash” into deep sleep and a resetting of the biological clock..I still can’t figure out how we lost Monday January 2, 2012…Literally…Flew out of LAX at 2345 on New Year’s Day and arrived 0730 on Tuesday Jan 3rd, after flying for 14.5 hrs…Hmmmm…Can someone else figure it all out and get back to me please…Disorienting for sure…perhaps we travel less well as we age….
 So, Arrival, then Awakening into mid-summer, hot, stunning sunshine, a plethora of strange, exotic birds with unfamiliar voices; Rainbow Lorikeets , Kookaburra, Herons and various raucous Parrots…and of course the foreign scented Eucalypts and their attendant Koalas…. Actually saw two in a local park on our first foray to do so….and one running on the ground, apparently to move to a shadier tree… The kids wanted to go find Koalas, and voila, photographic evidence of same below….As they sleep some 22 of every 24 hrs… we were quite lucky indeed.
But so as not to mislead our readership; even with the generally clean, well-kempt and designed public spaces around Cleveland and greater Brisbane in general, this is NOT paradise in reality…Very nice yes, paradise, well not exactly.. One observation gleaned over 30 plus years of travel is that US-style fast food, strip malls and the attendant obesity epidemic is a world-wide, metastasizing problem… Born in the good old U.S.A… and coming soon to a village near you… Much more on this later hopefully, but let’s just say, it’s not one of our more beneficent exports….. And the Aussies, being essentially a Celtic culture at core, sure do love their sweets, snacks and even fish n’ chips.. The most startling image so far; picture if you will, 90+ degrees, baking hot like lizards at the community pool, and a family actually had a doughnut maker, complete with mini-deep fat fryer, at their picnic lunch…..Hmmmm 🙁 (*#**^!?!…).  More on food issues to come….but some fat to chew on ’til then…. For now, Cheers! ddc

Oh, PS, no pictures of Koalas and other interesting things at this time. I have just been informed by the librarian, I can’t do that…(I can’t wait to get re-wired at home, but in the meantime, one thing I have learned, you never want to piss off your local librarian…).

So, yesterday was our own version of Boxing Day here at the farm..Not the post-Christmas, gifts to the help, celebration of December 26th in the British ex-Empire…No, this was the big day, when the movers came to take belongings away for shipment to Australia.. Less than 500lbs, going airfreight, not by ocean shipping in 2011…They will be there in 6 days, arriving even before us if not carefully timed…. What a great country! Stephanie was a bit pensive, wouldn’t even pose for a picture with said boxes. ” This is your thing, you pose with them,” she deferred…See photographic evidence below…

Stephanie… 😮

Me… 🙂

Yes, life throws all sorts of forks up in the road, and in the end, there is only one of two responses allowed.  YES, or NO….each leads in a very different direction with repercussions that will spin off for decades hence…In Emergency Medicine we have a saying…”You can’t make perfect decisions with imperfect knowledge..”  We learn to live with the unknown and move forward… So, to this one I say YES, emphatically, if imperfectly.. Good decision or catastrophe…?  Time alone will tell….As for my response to having a midlife crisis ( which I categorically deny btw), I suppose it beats a Miata and a rattail….

Luke and Claire–Psyched , Fern and Max–clueless

The kids have been keeping a countdown on our mudroom blackboard for the last month , artwork courtesy of eldest daughter Claire, age 11. It started out at 30 days to go, and as you can see, we have now arrived at day 0….. We are out of time, and on the road from Fairview Farm…Godspeed and God Bless,,,,,a wide, blue world of adventure and new experiences await… Please stay tuned…. And wishing you all a safe and adventurous New Year into 2012…ddu

Australia, in a child’s mind…

An early dusting of snow…



So, back at it briefly while packing, organizing and generally turning the farmhouse up on it’s head…It’s already a plus to work one’s way through 12 years of accumulated detritus and streamline…even if staying put…You should try it sometime…. The place has never felt so freshened up…So, already an unanticipated bonus… How many more await…? We shall see…Got a funny note from a friend in Auckland, New Zealand who noted my first blog mentioning that we fancy ourselves to be amateur naturalists.. ” Francis, you need to be aware that down here we consider naturalists to be people who prefer to go around without any clothes on…”  Uhmmm…whoops…As I said in reply, “In the States we prefer the more specific term…nudists…” So much for cultural competency….haha!  My first big gaffe and we haven’t even left home….  I wonder how many more await….? We shall see…Stay tuned, should be interesting…Also, please don’t expect any nekked trekking or surfing shots…I plan on keeping at least my Speedo, and dignity, intact…(very scary image there…). Unlike this guy……

 It’s now less than two weeks before lift off..Starting to awaken in midnight and feel that shock of reality settling in…keeps one up and the mind races…but always seems no problem once the sun is up and the day begins…Sort of the final big breath before the 30 ft plunge into the waiting pool below…steady…steady…

Well for now, Merry Christmas and peace on Earth to all from Fairview Farm…ddu

Hello world…..Hmmm no echo….or reply…”ANYONE OUT THERE…”  ( this blogging thing will sure take some getting used to) The ultimate empty theater!……..So, the adventure begins… 3 weeks until lift-off, and I’ll admit a bit of cold beginning to creep into both feet…Perhaps a few introductory remarks are in order:

Statement Of Purpose: This blog/ adventure travel log hopes to detail the adventures, mis-adventures and general eye-opening experiences of a mid-career (ie old)  US Emergency Medicine doc, transitioning into a one year sabbatical teaching/ working  Emergency Medicine ( known henceforth as EM) in Queensland , Australia… Challenging enough for sure, but now let’s throw five school-aged kids, ages 12  to 3, and one very harried mom, well out of her comfort zone, into the mix. Stir briskly, and blend in a move from a 100 acre Organic farm in upstate New York to the sub-tropics of northeastern, coastal Australia. Bake in the grueling heat for one year…..Crazy..? Volatile..? Outrageous..?  Follow along, and you, kind reader, be the judge..

Audience(s): Probably many, many of you frigid North Americans have dreamed of just such an escape from your lives and slowly stifling professions..I know I sure have… Well, have no fear, sit back, don’t take any chances..Don’t YOU rock the boat baby…. The Nolan clan has it all covered….taking all the risks for you, while you follow along pleasantly from your warm easy chairs at home, watching the snowflakes drift down lazily, whilst sipping cognac….or something…..Please, learn from our mistakes, and not your own….

Subjects Covered (exam at 11): So, while I hope to provide some real meat in the blog regarding comparative healthcare delivery systems, and interesting or especially disgusting EM medical cases, with photos (!)….. my hope is to engage a much wider range of interests than strictly EM/ EMS devotees. No boring and stuffy here, tuvm….I’d like to share observations regarding wider Australian lifestyle and culture as well. As we are big hikers and amatur naturalists, expect photos and blog entries from the vast, teeming National Parks and trekking paths found throughout Australia as well. Hopefully, a good bit of kid and family fun and pathos will be on offer for your vicarious entertainment as well. Oh, we also love to fish, so expect live action photos and videos of some real silver gems too…The Nolan kids will have their own age and grade specific blog entries as part of an ongoing sharing assignment with their classmates back in the States, addresses to follow…School kids of similar ages might enjoy their observations…

So, that’s a lot; enough for openers….. Lots more to follow, not at all sure where this thing, trip and blog, are heading…..But strap in….. it’s gonna be a wild ride…Best, ddu