“Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil walks about like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour.”
This post is actually about medications. My medications. My drugs. My immunosuppressants that keep my body from rejecting this beautiful borrowed heart that beats inside of me.
The devil, the lion in the above quote is the pharmacy in this post.
Since my heart transplant 5+ years ago, I’d estimate I’ve taken 70,000+ pills to help keep me alive. (Yes, call me a junkie, LOL)
Anyone with any type of solid organ transplant knows how important their medications are to sustaining their lives. We have to take them each and every day and at specific times. In our minds, they become almost more important than food. I’ll panic a bit if I even think I’m five minutes late taking one of my meds. But not so much with dinner, and those that know me, know I love to eat.
So we don’t run out, we inventory our meds, budget our money and order them well in advance to assure a continuing supply. (I once ran out of one lesser important medications for ONE day and swore that would never happen again.)
Recently the mail order pharmacy I was using through my health insurance was purchased by a LARGE, well-known company. Of course we were only notified three days before the change so there was virtually no time to make inquiries, place orders, etc. It was supposed to be a “transparent” change with all records being moved from one company to the next. Thus, I had to simply roll with the change …. grin and bear it.
Five years ago, I learned almost immediately, with this thing called a “heart transplant”, that I MUST be forever VIGILANT with everything that has to do or could affect my health. I’m glad I was vigilant with this pharmacy change because there were major problems ….. Over the last six weeks, there has been a different problem with each and every drug I’ve ordered. Many of the issues have been administrative, but there have also been packaging issues, spelling problems which led to the wrong medications, timing, date, and pricing problems. Of course my vigilance led to 40+ phone calls as well to inquire and correct these issues.
I’m confidant now that I have ALL of my drugs and thankfully, I won’t need to order for another three months. And, YES, I will be vigilant then as well.