Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Bedside to bench top: My experience as a K-RITH intern


My time here at K-RITH started with an interest on the effects that concentrating a single metabolite created by Mycobacterium tuberculosis in the surrounding lung tissue could have on disease progression. I was developing a protocol to purify and detect this metabolite from tissue since our lab had only previously worked with patient serum. These first weeks could have just as easily been done at any lab around the world, but how it became one of the most incredible research experiences I’ve had was very much dependent on my location at the epicenter of the disease.
Working in Adries Steyn’s lab, I was able to interact with the pathologists and cardio thoracic surgeons at Inkosi Albert Luthuli Central Hospital. Being the most advanced public tertiary care center in the TB rich KwaZulu-Natal area (that serves 11 million people) means there are 5-8 lobectomies per week due to MDR/XDR TB or neglected care. The proximity to a high volume of patients means relatively easy access to not only patient samples but also an understanding of their living environment, health history, treatment regimen, and any further questions can be answered by the surgeons you know personally and are a phone call away. For example, I had the opportunity to meet with the surgeon who had taken out the lung 10 days before and talked to him about why the patient was referred to him, the symptoms he had and how/ why he removed what part of the lung he did. After the 10-day formalin soak the lung lobe was able to come out and cut up for histology purposes. The pathologist explained the macroscopic changes the infected lung had undergone before I got to watch them section, paraffin embed, cut and stain it for histological analysis. After the slides were prepared the pathologist went over them with me pointing out some key histological changes the patients lung had. In the future I would be able to get a section of fresh lung tissue that I could then use to quantify and localize my metabolite. At the same time the surgeon and pathologist could provide patient history and histological analysis/ explanations to the changes present in that specific patient sample.
This opportunity at K-RITH and Adries Steyn’s lab has provides the ability to see the patient’s problem in its entirety: from preoperative rounds, to the surgery itself, then the pathology department and then ultimately using that same tissue in basic science bench work. This is an unparalleled scientific experience that gives me a great idea what’s at the core of translational research and represents exactly the scope and complexity research I hope to accomplish as a future physician scientist. So in many ways, like real estate, location for translational research matters and K-RITH has been a great experience!

Week 4 & 5

On the research side there is an exciting new direction were taking with drug treated and infected mouse lung tissue. More results to follow.

After the safari adventure it was time to spend a weekend in Durban. Durban in July is the largest horse race in all of Africa and it was this weekend. The theme was "Posh? Oh my Gosh!" and it was quite a fashion parade. This also meant living on Florida road - the club district- was like living in a mad house. July weekend had people covering the street and every club packed. It happened to be a girl in our programs birthday so the group of us braved the crowds for a sit down dinner. The venue was nice, food so so, and service was slow, all things to be expected during this chaotic weekend.

The next week at K-RITH I collected infected as well as drug treated mouse lung tissue to examine its metabolite differences. I have been working closely with Jon who's set up the MS for analyzing patient serum samples. His past experience as a professor teaching analytical chemistry has made him an incredible help for my project. With some extensive literature research and Jon's help I had an effective method set up to discover the unknown importance of my particular metabolite in TB infection.


This weekend's trip was to Cape Town. Several lab mates are from the city so of course they shared all the best places to visit. A couple friends were joining me and I  had planned to stay at a hostel in city center. The backpack as it was called turned out to be a lively place and my roommates were from Canada and Great Britain. Since the best way to get around the city was by rental car and the cheapest option was a manual, I had a quick right hand drive lesson with a lady in the lab the day before I left. It wasn't as confusing as I originally thought. When we landed we rented a little Toyota Aygo and were off to explore the city. I picked up one of our friends who had landed the day before and drove towards cape point. The scenery is beautiful beyond description and is definitely a place everyone has to visit. One of the running jokes among south africans is how so many tourists wear khaki pants and hat around the city like their going on a safari. I definitely avoided doing that that but the second joke, that tourists describe cape town almost orgasmically, was harder to avoid. It's definitely a one of a kind place that stick with you.

Day one we visited boulder beach to see the penguins, I had the best Hake (fish) and chips in my life, saw cape point,  the lighthouse lot of baboons, the cape of good hope, drove on the most amazing cliff side road and watched the sunset at Hout bay.







Day 2 we visited Stellenbosch for wine tasting and a city wide festival in Franschhoek with more incredible drives in between. In Stellenbosch we visited a winery called waterford that had the most inviting and comforting atmosphere. It was a typical rainy cape town day but wine and chocolate tasting (apparently the first winery to pair chocolate with wine) in front  a fireplace with their super friendly rhodesian ridgeback (lion hunting dog) made you feel like royalty. That night we checked out long street (entire street with neighboring bars, clubs and quirky shops) for its famous nightlife.








Day 3 we visited Muizenberg for their sunday market and drove to a local township where you buy the raw meat and they braai it for you at incredibly cheap prices (~ 17 ran per kg meat = $1.70). It was probably one of the risker places we visited on this trip but thankfully we made it back with all of our stuff. That night we relaxed before our 6:30 AM flight back to durban.



Note to others: an early morning flight into cape town gives you an amazing sunrise.



Thursday, July 25, 2013

Week 3 & 4

Research has been surprisingly smooth sailing up to this point. We've done duplicates with the mouse lung and we know we have a stable quantification method now. Literature research has been unhelpful in trying to figure out if formalin is going to mess up our very expensive columns/MS but after a little pilot experiment we figured its not a good option. Next step is to test a filtering purification system.

During the weekend a group of us planned a safari trip to Hluhluwe-iMfolozi park, a world heritage site. The driver who picked us up was only a few years older than myself and had brought his best friend from high school along for the ride. On the journey he explained how Zulu music today is heavily influenced by House music while listening to some of his favorite CD's. The game park was in Zululand, his hometown, so he had lots of stories about growing up in a commodity rich environment. All along the trip were acres and acres of sugar can fields and gum tree (lumber) fields. Off the in the distance we could see numerous factories he said produced steel, glass, aluminum, lumber and coal. Overall, there are lots of jobs available except they're all unskilled labor intensive positions. His dad was a lumber worker but he had not interest in following in his footsteps.





























We arrived at our lodge in St Lucia just before the sunset. The lodge itself was a quant little place with a big park across the street and upon check in they gave us many warnings about walking around at night. This was a normal warning for South Africa except it wasn't crime you needed to worry about, its the hippos. I thought it was partially a joke and partially just an overly cautious warning about something that has happened a couple times before. Turns out it isn't, in fact the park across the street must have tasty grass since a late night star gazing attempt didn't make it more than 3 minutes before we heard a sound of munching in the dark distance. Its surprisingly hard to work up the courage to shine a light on/photograph a thousand pound animal at night when all you can really make out is a black mass in the distance and the sound of something massive not to far away. So a description will have to do. Either way, a night drive, wetland tour and big 5 game drive over the next 3 days showed me plenty of beautiful scenery and animals to make me feel like I was really in Africa.

St. Lucia the beautiful.
















Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Weeks 2

My research at K-RITH is in full swing. Over these last two weeks I've been busy creating a protocol to analyze my metabolite in lung tissue and have been making great progress. I've been able to quantify it in my mouse lung samples and the next step is to check its compatibility with formalin as a sterilizing agent so we can take the patient samples out of the BSLIII lab and submit them on the MS. I've been spending longer days in the lab which means its dark before I leave K-RITH. However, it isnt as depressing as it sounds because our incredibly slow internet means the other interns and I often get together for dinner or socializing.

Friday night at K-RITH is soccer night. Theres a great little bar with turf soccer courts that people from the lab rent by the hour. PI's, postdocs and interns get together to battle it out for the glory. The competition was tough so it didn't take long for  me to realize how out of shape I'd become. Post game is time for beer... I've begin to appreciate the little things that make this research environment so positive: Friday night soccer, cappuccino machine right outside the lab with the friendly chatty receptionist, and a diverse group of interns. All this makes the 10 hour days a pretty enjoyable experience.

The weekend itself started off pretty relaxing with the day spent at the beach and plans to go to a popular club named Origin that night. We lucked out having our bed and breakfast only ~2 km from the ocean. So on the walk to the beach we pass right by the beautiful Moses Mabhida Stadium where some of the games for the 2010 world cup were held. When we got to the boardwalk we had a little run in with a group of monkeys who were playing in the bush. There are always moneys at the beach, but this time it was pretty funny watching some young kids trying to scare them by hoping up and down/ walking up to them only to get scared in return when they didn't flinch. Good free entertainment. After the monkey business we went to lay out on the beach and take a dip in the surprisingly warm ocean. not a bad start to the weekend.








Club Origin is apparently one of the hippest night clubs in durban since so many different people I assked recommended it first. Here I learned that house music is all the rage in South Africa and managed to meet several local DJ's through the IT guy from K-RITH. The night started off great until an overly friendly guy approached me. He grabbed my arm like he wanted a chest bump which i knew was weird and before I knew it he was leaving. In the US something like that would just happen from someone who was just drunk, here it resulted in a disappearing act for my wallet. Only 15 minutes earlier I had taken out cash for the taxi drive home so I immediately knew he had taken it. After telling some of the guys I was with and a security guard we managed to find the guy and pull him aside.When we searched him all the money was there but no wallet in sight. Since it happend in a part of the club not on camera there was no proving it was mine so security had to let him go. Now out a drivers licence, debit, and one credit card I learned there're no friendly arm shakes.