Today, J visited R’s pharmacy where he was given a white coat and some clear orange pill bottles.  He was VERY proud of his new coat, and wore it into the next stop- the tire store- and then home.  When R got back home from a long day of monitoring dosages, drug interactions, contraindications, meth books, and counting thousands of pills by hand, J met him at the door wearing his new coat. “Let’s play pharmacy!”  he yelled.

“No way,” R said.  “I’ve been playing pharmacy for nine hours straight already.”

J swished across the room in his long white coat.  “Well, play it for ten!”



It should be noted that while growing up I was given dozens of IV bags, orange pill bottles, and pharmaceutical rep gadgets, I never received a white pharmacists coat.