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Last week, NTV ran a special investigative feature that awakened a horror that most people had buried under the carpet. James Mugo Ndichu, popularly known as Mugo wa Wairimu, the suspect in court facing charges for 11 different offences, ranging from rape, to operating a clinic without a license, impersonating a doctor and selling drugs without a license from the Pharmacy and Poisons Board, was back on our television screens.

Mugo is currently released on bail as his trial goes on. But from the look of things, he seems to have violated every rule in the book regarding bail. He is back in business, operating an illegal clinic, preying on unsuspecting Kenyans. The expose by NTV revealed that not only is he a danger to the public, he is also a danger to himself.

To most of us watching the feature, it is beyond comprehension how anyone in their sound mind would even consider entering such a dingy-looking place in search of health care. That one would turn a blind eye to the obviously drunk person purporting to treat them and feel safe enough to trust them with their health.

Illness is a state of extreme vulnerability for all of us. In a moment of extreme pain and helplessness, one is desperate for help, irrespective of who is providing it. When one is hovering between life and death after an accident, they will not be in any state to ask about the person attending to them.

To a patient, the most forgettable care team usually comprise the emergency department. Most of the time, the patient in the emergency room is either barely conscious, in intense pain or desperately scared of dying that they hardly register the person caring for them. This is in contrast with the ward care team or the regular outpatient clinic staff.

In this regard, most small clinics in the neighbourhood tend to be familiar to the users and the proprietor becomes well known. The attending health worker becomes well known to those who use the facility and by virtue of their position, is generally well respected. No one questions their authority, credentials or even legal status.

This scenario may then set a dangerous precedence in the case of quacks. They make up for their lack of real medical knowledge and skills with good customer relations that sway the masses who end up following them blindly. The community becomes protective of their “doctor” and will go to great lengths to defend them. On several occasions, villagers have come out to attack the health regulators when they seek to close down quack establishments, in defence of their “hospital”.

How did we get here? What went so wrong that Kenyans are not able to distinguish between a genuine medical facility and an unfit one? While empowered patients will take to social media to call out medical facilities for issues relating to customer relations, billing, prescriptions and hospitality; majority of Kenyans in the rural areas and informal urban settlements are more likely to be contented with receiving treatment from quacks.

Quack clinics continue to mushroom all over the country in low socio-economic population-dense areas. The naïve populace is taken advantage of by dangerous criminals who continually endanger the lives of Kenyans without remorse and get away with it. Despite killing and maiming Kenyans, they continue to thrive.

A few years back, we received a mother in our facility, who had been admitted to a local unlicensed facility in labour. She was in labour for 26 hours before she finally got to deliver. Unfortunately, her baby had hydrocephalus, an abnormality of the head where there is excessive accumulation of cerebro-spinal fluid within, causing it to massively enlarge.

The baby was born in breech (feet coming out first) and the head got stuck inside the womb. The quacks, not knowing what to do, decapitated the baby, leaving the head inside the mother. They then referred the mother to us for further care. The quacks escorted the mother to the hospital but took off once she had entered the labour ward. She was left with her baby’s body in a polythene bag next to her on the stretcher.

Poverty is a huge driving force behind the existence of quacks and their establishments. It is incumbent upon the government to ensure the presence of adequate facilities to march the population demands in all areas, so as to drive quacks out of business. This is the end vision of universal health coverage. That all persons shall access at least the minimum package of health benefits without exposing them to financial hardships. Quacks exist to rip the poor of their hard-earned money. If no money is changing hands, they have no incentive to exist.
There must be a concerted effort to educate the public on how to identify a real practitioner from a quack and how to ascertain the registration status of a health facility. Armed with information, the public shall effectively police their own neighbourhoods to rout out quacks. This can only happen when they appreciate the danger these quacks put their lives in.

Arresting Mugo wa Wairimu will take more than the department of criminal investigations’ efforts. The public must also assist in tracing him, as they would any other criminal offender. In addition, the criminal justice system must come out strongly to protect the population by decisively dealing with people who endanger the lives of others for gain.

Just as we are encouraging the populace to speak out against reckless drivers in public transport, the same must take place in the health sector. The proposed amendments in the Medical Practitioners and Dentists’ Board act (Cap 253), seek to impose stiff penalties on imposters purporting to be doctors, as a deterrent to those intent on misleading the public.

We also need to change our perception with regard to health. It does not make sense for a lady to spend a tidy sum of money on hair and beauty products without missing a beat, but find it expensive to invest the same in seeking health services. As long as our individual perception of the importance of health remains warped, we shall continue to be exploited by quacks who dangle the prospect of cheaper options. In the end, cheap will kill you!


Nbosire1

Nbosire1

Underneath the white coat is a woman, with a deep appreciation for the simple joys of life. Happy to share my experiences and musings with you through my work and life!

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