Medications: A Short Story

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The purpose of medicine is as contested of a notion as the term patient. While there are certain ends in which it is clear that medicine seeks to achieve, controversy often arises over how medicine chooses to achieve these certain goals. One such controversy is the treatment of patient-symptoms, more specifically, the role of medication in treating patients. The purpose of this essay is not to discuss the general issues of prescribing medication. Rather, the purpose is

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1. On balance, do you think Merck is an ethical and socially responsible company? Why or why not? How about Pfizer?

This report is an analysis of an anonymous patient’s medications and how they relate to his health issues. Please note that the patient will be referred to as patient Afib in order to protect his privacy. Patient Afib is a 58 year old male with a recent onset of atrial fibrillation (AF) that has been cured using ablation and antiarrhythmic medications. This report discusses how physicians treated patient Afib’s AF, the medications patient Afib is currently taking and their mechanism of action, and how these medications relate to the patient’s disease. Medications discussed in this analysis include Proair HFA, Multaq, Toprol XL, and Coumadin. Proair HFA, a rescue inhaler used to treat asthma, was prescribed to patient Afib in order to determine if AF or underlying asthma caused his shortness of breath. Multaq is an antiarrhythmic drug used to keep patient Afib in a normal sinus rhythm. Toprol XL is a medication used in the treatment of hypertension that also exhibits rate controlling properties which prove beneficial for patient Afib. Coumadin, an anticoagulant, is used to reduce the risk of stroke for patient Afib should his AF ever spontaneously return without his knowledge. Patient Afib does not like the regime of pills he is required to take but understands their necessity.

I have illegally used alcohol in my lifetime. I illegally used alcohol when I was under the legal drinking age of 21. While under the legal drinking age of 21 I drank alcohol in high school whenever it was provided at a party or when a sibling of a friend of mine would buy use alcohol for the night.

Every year millions of teenagers experiment with prescription drugs and many they think prescription drugs are safer than illicit drugs found on the streets. “According to the National Center on Addiction and Substance Abuse at Columbia University, teens who abuse prescription drugs are twice as likely to use alcohol, five times more likely to use marijuana, and twelve to twenty times more likely to use illegal street drugs such as heroin, Ecstasy and cocaine than teens who do not abuse prescription drugs” ("Drug free world," n.d., p. A1). These figures demonstrate the need and urgency we must teach our young people to avoid drug use which will minimize their chances of developing other substance abuse problems. The Taskforce will

medication (“Day in the Life: ER Nurse”). And as discussed before, they are the ones who are doing the stitching for lacerations (“Day in the Life: ER Nurse”).

There is a sad reality to a life of coping with pain and limitations brought on by RA/PsA, and all too often Patients feel they are at the mercy of their disease. Piled on top of this is that their internal struggle is often fought alone.

Opium poppies are one of key ingredients in making prescription painkillers. Analgesic drugs range from acetaminophen, anti-inflammatory drugs, morphine and oxycodone. Each one of these medications have a different potency, but act as pain relievers. Depending on seriousness of an induvial pain will decides which painkiller is most appropriate for the person. Some painkillers are also more addicting than others and are more likely to be abused by drug seeing users. Addiction to painkillers has been a problem for thousands of years and has recently been getting more attention thanks to social media and the recent overdoses highlighted by the news. Analgesic have great benefits for someone going through pain, but taking painkillers can come a price. It is important to note that prescription Opiates can equate to street cocaine or heroin. Prescription painkillers have negatively affected America by leading to addictions, overdoses and death.

She is 12 years old and for as long as she can remember she has had opposite sides to herself. She is told that she is gifted , very smart, and creative. But she has had to work really hard at things that seem normal to other children without ADHD.Like Memorizing and paying attention. When she does stuff that is hard she drifts off easily. The medicine helps but doesn’t completely solve the problem for paying attention.

“100 people die from drug overdoses every day in the United States.”(Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, December 12, 2011) this statistic is decently high, as it means that for every one hundred thousand people in the United States, about twelve die per day due to high doses of prescription painkillers. The method for controlling these substances varies from extreme control to very lenient, allowing them to be misused, stolen, and in a rare case prescribed unnecessarily. Usually, the system in place can protect people with good sensibilities, by making the prescriptions require a refill as given by their doctor. However this does not stop all possibilities, and can be a problem if the medications are stolen or lost, causing the patient to lack the drugs in an emergency. The system can be improved upon, with more regular doctor visits, and policy changes to how prescriptions are handled in general.

I was sitting in a small room, where doctors come to tell a patient 's family how the surgery went. The room had a tacky floral wallpaper with an uncomfortable couch. There were two boxes of tissues that I had hoped I wouldn 't need. Every memory of my dad was running through my mind, and then Dr. Wallace came in. All I could focus on was how sad my mom was sad my mom was. We went back to the waiting room and saw my Aunt Tina, grandma, and some of my dad’s other family.They looked so curious and I could see the wonder in their eyes. The wonder suddenly disappeared when they saw how red my mom 's face was. They could tell that it was not good news. The only thing I remember after that was riding home with my grandmother wearing my dad 's warm black winter jacket.

Then one day something happened that changed my life forever it was Saturday January 14,2012. I remember my dads girlfriend running down the stairs crying and saying your nana has passed away the cleaning lady found her in bed and she wouldn’t wake up. I remember just picturing that in my mind I was shocked I couldn’t even comprehend at the time what was going on I didn’t even believe what I heard. I remember going to my room and that night I remember I literally cried myself to sleep. I was shut down completely and I felt like I had no one to run to because the one I always ran to was now gone forever. Later on the autopsy report came and I discovered that she died of an overdose. This left me puzzled and left me wondering why and how something like this would even happen and would this happen to my actual mother one day.

A couple hours passed, and yet my father had still not shown up. My curiosity and confusion heightened. Just as I was about to question where my dad was, I was informed that my father had been severely injured with a gunshot wound. The surgeons, unfortunately, were not successful in saving his life. My beloved father passed away that night, and we were all there to say goodbye. After this night, my family was never the same.