It’s ten at night and I should be dressed for bed. I ought to have already brushed my teeth and said good night to my babies and they ought to be in bed. Nope. I would go to bed but I’m not quite tired yet. I’d make them go to bed but they’re reading. The house is actually (finally) quiet. It’s a good feeling. So I decided to sit down and write just a few minutes.
This past month I have been in a Drug Information Center researching and answering questions. This isn’t like a poison center where you have a quick question and answer. This is deep therapeutic questions. Things like: is it OK to not dilute this drug used for spinal anesthesia? Which HIV drug is the better one? Is there any proof? What about using this medicine cream on an infant? Will that be OK? Today’s question was pretty intense, which is better for early stage breast cancer, docetaxel or paclitaxel?
The thing is, there’s someone on the other side. Someone out there is going to read what I write, decide if they agree with my evidence I’ve researched, and then make a recommendation based on what I’ve provided. There is someone out there who is going to have spinal anesthesia, a baby who is going to use a cream, a woman who is going to be treated for breast cancer.
In the DI center I don’t get to meet these people, or know them or even much about them. But what I do makes a difference. What I say or write will be used to decide a path for someone else. That’s kind of scary.
Pharmacy is amazing. It encompasses so many things and we are taught everything; not just how medicines work, but when to use the medicines, who needs them and who doesn’t. We’re taught how the body works, how certain diseases look, how doctors decide what is wrong with someone. We’re taught all of that, not just drugs. We’re taught how to read and interpret lab values. We’re taught to give shots, and how to test for neuropathy. We are supposed to be good at all of these things. Blood pressures? Heart rate? Respirations? Temperatures? Vaccines? Heart attacks? Allergies? Yes. Yes. Yes to all of it.
But what am I most excited about? Helping people get off of unnecessary medications. I can’t wait until I can get out of school and help people work on their diets, and check their genes. I can’t wait until I can help people be healthy again. There’s so much ahead of me, it’s daunting. Yet? Freeing. Finally, I’ll have the authority to help people, medicine wise. We already have the God-given authority to help those around us. This just helps me to help even more people.
thanks for reading,