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Old School Medicine

2007 December 19
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by Nayan Hajratwala

One of my four-year-old twins came down with a fever today. I gave her some Children’s (grape flavored) acetaminophen at around 5pm, knowing (as most parents out there do) that I could overlap it with some Ibuprofen right before bed @8pm.

When bedtime came around, I looked for the Children’s Ibuprofen (Orange flavored), which I had just seen the previous night, but it was nowhere to be found.

Dreading a night time trip with all the kids to the local CVS, I briefly panicked, and then remembered that we really only care about the actual amount of drug in the suspension, so I did a quick dosage lookup and figured out that I needed 150mg of Ibuprofen.

Back in my day, we didn’t have all these fancy grape and orange flavored medicines. Our medicine tasted like crap, and we liked it, we loved it.

I split a 200mg adult pill into quarters and crushed three of them up into some honey, just like Dad used to do. The kids were fascinated with it and Ava was eager to lick up the honey. She did, and loved it for a few seconds, until the bitterness of the drug kicked in. “That doesn’t taste really good.” she said. Just like when I was a kid.