It's been so long since I visit this site, and I tend to forgot that it exists. I was about to sleep when I felt the urge to write about something so wonderful, something so happy, that made me realized how blessed I am. How some events could make you change your point of views.
I had my 12 hours duty earlier this day, from 10am to 10 pm, and it's very tiring because you work non-stoop, you just have a 30 minutes break, you stand and check the medications, and you have a big responsibility of not committing an error.
Being a pharmacist is a tiring job, you take full responsibility of your actions, sometimes you're in the verge of quitting, but then you will realized that you were called to be in that profession, a pharmacist. There are so many whys and hows, so many questions that needs to be answered. So many things to do, but then at the end of the day, you feel accomplished and blessed.
I will not talk about the life of a pharmacist especially in the hospital setting, I will talk about the event that made me realized how blessed I am, how better my life is than the others. I got a prescription that states "Noradrenaline 4 amps" that's just it, without the dosage strength and instructions, just plain generic and number of ampules to purchase. So, knowing that Noradrenaline is also known as Norepinephrine, I gave him the cheapest brand we had, because I know that he didn't have enough money to buy the medication, he asked for the price, and I explained to him that there are different dosage strength but all of them are in ampule form. I gave him the prices for each corresponding ampule. Then told him that he needs 4, and when he realized that he didn't have enough he cursed, (it's for his situation) and I really understood why, because the patient is in the ICU and I know that these 4 ampules will be used as a drip, maybe to longer the life of the patient, I really pity the man, because I know he will need a lot more to buy the medicines, and to think where will he get them? To think that he will ask someone for help to owe money will be hard on their part, it is hard to ask someone help especially in this time of the year. You throw away your pride and if you need to sell your soul, you would.
This little incident made me realized or reminded me how blessed I am to be working, alive and kicking, living in a good home, having food on our table, I can buy what I want and I can do what I what. I feel the urge to help the man, but then I don't have resources to do so, all I can do is pray for them. And I really pray for them. And I thank the Lord for the blessings and for making me an instrument to help others.
