Hypothetical situations can be entertaining. Let’s say – you know, just for fun – that you know a sweet little old man who will soon turn 80. You see him every week. Alas, he has advanced kidney disease, brought on by Type 2 diabetes, exacerbated by the meds for same. For the kidney thing he gets some kind of injectable which is flown in, packed in ice. He has high blood pressure. He has gout. He has congestive heart failure.
Okay, so imagine that an old friend comes back into his life who says she “used to work in a pharmacy.” Time passes. After awhile, he mentions trouble sleeping. You buy him some melatonin because it is pretty safe, and well-tolerated in the elderly. Plus, it has worked for you. Next time you see him, he gives it back to you unopened, saying “his doctor told him it was bad for his kidneys.” You find out that the pharmacy woman has recommended diphenhydramine for sleeping, (contraindicated in the elderly) which he is taking. Time passes. Then he starts saying how he has lost his appetite. This worries you, it seems a bad sign. A couple weeks later, you notice several boxes of sudafed by his bed. You sit him down and talk to him, saying that this is why he’s not hungry – pseudoephedrine (sudafed) is what they make speed out of, for God’s sake! He says that, of all his health problems, the one that scares him the most is that he has trouble breathing at night. This is the first time he has mentioned it. He wears those nose-band-aid-looking things that open the sinuses. He tells you that his sinuses have collapsed, and that the sudafed makes it so that he can breathe. You are pretty sure the pharmacy woman is behind this too.
Are you concerned?