When I was at my sickest, I had a wonderful pharmacist named Eli. He got that I was juggling huge quantities of medicine. He saw how bad I looked when I could make it to the store to pick up, when someone would take me there because I was too weak to drive. He became a really important member of my care team.
Since he left, I've had a rotating cast of strangers who don't understand -- or care about -- my complex medical situation. It's made my job of self-management harder.
So, says the NY Times, pharmacists are getting and should get more involved in health care delivery. I'm all for it. Jennifer
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