It progressed the way these things usually do. "Mr. Smith, has your doctor told you how he wanted you to take this stomach medicine he prescribed?"
Couldn't talk to the doctor. One of the benefits of working the late shift. I was gonna have to milk Mr. Smith for a little info.
"Oh he just wrote that on there because he said it might be covered by my insurance if he did. I've been taking the over the counter Pepcid for a couple months now"
I almost fainted. I tried to keep up outward appearances. "So.... did your doctor tell you to start taking the Pepcid OTC?"
"Oh no, I just take it a couple times a week when the heartburn acts up."
My outward appearance effort must have slipped. "Why, is there a problem?"
Yes. There was a problem. The other prescription was for Reyataz. Some of you might have just now almost fainted. For those of you who didn't, I'll tell you Reyataz is used to treat HIV, and I'll let the drug interaction checker at drugstore.com give you an idea of the problem. Drugstore.com ought to be good for something:
PEPCID (FAMOTIDINE) and REYATAZ (ATAZANAVIR SULFATE)
Severity: Major
Description: Taking both an H2 blocker and atazanavir may cause your atazanavir to not work as well for you.
Using atazanavir together with a H2 blocker such as cimetidine, famotidine, nizatidine, or ranitidine is usually not recommended but may be required in some cases. Using both drugs may decrease how well atazanavir works.
That's the version you get. Here's what I see:
Atazanavir solubility decreases as gastric pH increases. The coadministration of atazanavir (400mg once daily) with famotidine (40mg twice daily) resulted in substantially decreased atazanavir plasma concentrations. Significant reductions in atazanavir serum concentrations may lead to therapeutic failure and the development of HIV resistance.
It goes on to say if you really, really, have to, you can combine these meds, but you have to be very careful, and it's a pain in the ass. Telling your doctor you take it a couple times a week when the heartburn acts up and the good doctor telling you he'll put in on your prescription blank to see if it's covered isn't being careful. There was a chance I was looking at a dead man. And I had to think of a way to tell him. Now.
I did the best I could. I probably sounded as bland as drugstore.com and I wanted to cry. He looked like a pretty decent man. The next lady in line demanded to know where we kept firewood. Welcome to my world.
I have no idea what happened next. The man got most of his meds from mail order and had only come to me in the first place because something got screwed up in the delivery process. I did the best I could, and really, I don't think I did anything wrong, but this whole thing really bugs me. It's been awhile since it happened but I haven't been able to write about it until now. If it weren't for the little blog garden I probably would never mention it anywhere. You know Mr. Smith wasn't his real name, but I have no idea what happened to Mr. Smith.
I do know for sure that lady found her firewood.
I really, really, hate this job sometimes.


