Earlier this year, the pharmacist told me, "Our supplier was out of the usual format of your medication. It'll look a little different, but it's still the same medicine."
Twenty-five years ago, my internal reaction would have been, "Oh, well, that happens. It's still the same medicine."
My internal reaction, recently, however, was, "Hmmm...I hope it's true that it's still the right medicine. I read an article in The New York Times recently about how overworked pharmacists sometimes put the wrong medication in the bottle. Should I trust the pharmacist or not take this medicine and wait for the next time my prescription is filled, when the medicine will presumably look the way I've come to expect?"
I've been taking the medicine, and it's working. I haven't grown scales or fins yet. Fortunately, my trust in the pharmacist was warranted--this time.
