Cough medicine: advice and a rant.

This is a response to la_directora, who got given codeine for a cough even though she told her doc it made her sick in the past.  I started to reply to her, realized it was way too long for a reply, and am posting here instead.  The post will be divided into two parts – first, advice on alternatives to codeine for cough, and second, a rant or two.

First, practical pharma advice:

1.  For non-narcotic cough relief: benzonatate (brand name Tessalon) works great, is most definitely still on the market, is stronger than codeine for cough suppression, last longer than codeine (who wants to take a med every 4 hours when you could do it every 8 hours instead?), and has a lower rate of adverse effects than codeine. Both in the literature and in my experience, it’s superior to codeine in every way. Downsides of Tessalon – it makes many people sleepy and a few people get really goofy on it.  So not a good drug to take at work. It’s a great bedtime drug. Tessalon will also cause numbness or even paralysis of the mouth and throat if you’re stupid enough to chew it or suck it until it dissolves.  But it is a tiny little slippery gel capsule so why would you do that?

2.  For non-narcotic cough relief that won’t mess with your head, inhaled asthma medicines rock.  Atrovent HFA, an inhaled medication, directly suppresses cough (it’s an anticholinergic, and coughing is a cholinergic reflex – memorize this phrase and repeat to your doctor if you want to convince an ignorant doc to prescribe this).  In my experience, it helps more people than codeine or tessalon, and it doesn’t make you sleepy.  It’s my first choice for daytime cough relief.  Inhaled albuterol can also give relief, but has no direct impact on the cough reflex – it just helps you clear the irritation faster and reduces swelling.  But, albuterol can make your heart race and it wears off quickly.  Serevent is an extended release medication in the same family as albuterol which is less likely to cause rapid heartbeat. Advair mixes serevent and a bit of steroid, and is pretty effective for post-bronchitis cough (which can linger for up to a month).

OK, now for the rants:

First, codeine for cough.  Don’t get me wrong, codeine’s a really useful medicine for severe pain, I prescribe it regularly for that.  But, in head-to-head blinded comparison to dextromethorphan (the cough suppressant in nyquil or robitussen DM), codeine’s weaker than DM!  And they have similar mechanisms of action, so if one didn’t work the other is unlikely to help.  And codeine (and, actually DM) has addiction potential, which isn’t an attractive feature.  About the only thing codeine has going for it is that it’s a little safer for a fetus, so I suppose I might give it to a pregnant women (but would prefer to use one of the inhaled meds above, and just avoid treating the fetus at all).

So why do so many doctors prescribe codeine for cough?  I’ve yet to see a reason.  Patients mostly like it for the “feel no pain” aspect of it, which is nice but gets back to that addiction issue….  So rant number one is about how if my fellow doctors would actually look at the research, we’d see a lot less codeine being prescribed for cough!

Second – it’s a recurring story:  the patient says “doctor, I’m allergic to codeine, it makes me vomit”.  Then the doc looks down his long, snobby nose at the patient and says “that’s not an allergy, it’s a side effect” and then prescribes the med.  Um… it’s true the patient was not using the precisely correct terminology, but she’s still got a perfectly valid reason to avoid the drug!  Perhaps if she’s tried EVERYTHING else (including vicodin) and nothing worked, then it might be worth trying codeine.  But with so many other good options on the market, why on earth would you give the patient a drug that’s known to make her sick? 

OK, I’ll stop ranting now!

Shoes, glorious shoes

We decided that if we treated ourselves to a treadmill now instead of waiting for our birthdays (Aug and Sept), we’d be able to gift ourselves with improved fitness by the time of our birthdays.

So we got the thing delivered and I’ve been trying to use it.  Trying, but not really succeeding, because I kept having painful leg cramps when I tried to move any faster than a sort of enthusiastic saunter.

Noting that my shoes were fairly worn, I braced myself for the trauma of shoe shopping.  My usual routine is to go to the biggest source of gym shoes I can find (here in Houston, that’s a place called Academy sports) and try on every shoe in the place, and buy the pair that’s least uncomfortable. Yeah, I have mutant feet, why do you ask?

So today, in the course of an unrelated errand, I noticed a pair of running shoes on the clearance rack.  Hmmm.  Decent brand, amazing price.  Tried them on, they fit better than any pair I’ve tried in several years.  And did I mention the “amazing price” thing?

They had five pairs of shoes that, although they were in a variety of weird colors ranging from pink/black to bright orange, were the same size and style.  I bought them all.  Now am sitting peacefully with legs that are nicely tired but NOT cramped, and feeling smug about the fact that I don’t have to buy shoes again for a couple of years….

’tis the small pleasures of which a good life is composed.

So in the light of trying to keep track of what I do with my time…

Yesterday I… um… um…. What the heck did I do yesterday? Oh, yeah. All morning long meeting with review committee for conference abstracts, letting myself be roped into manning a “meet the expert” table at the conference breakfast (seems to be the plan for getting people to actually show up in time to be at the keynote speech after breakfast), smirking as one of the committee members ACTUALLY SAID “I think we should only accept this abstract if they agree to cite the paper I wrote 20 years ago on something relating to this subject”, then somehow agreeing to have lunch with same person, who turns out to be pleasant company when she’s not pimping her own work…

Met with someone to try to figure out IRB requirements for proposed study on persuasive messaging. Spent another 30 min on phone finding out how to get around the restrictions the first person told me about. Puttered around with the database for… far too long… trying to generate some numbers that would let us make power calculations for said study proposal. Emailed a dozen people setting up stuff for various projects over the next few weeks.

Read a book “Understanding Variation: the Key to Managing Chaos”. Unfortunately, it’s neither a useful source of information about how to run my own life better, nor is it an interesting treatise on complexity mathematics. Instead, it seems to be 158 pages of telling people how to do simple univariate statistics without admitting to them that it’s statistics. Let’s just say it was a fast read. MDA sent me a large stack of reading to finish off in the next two weeks – the rest are all papers rather than books, let’s hope they’re a bit meatier.

What else did I do yesterday? Must’ve been more…

Anyway, today I sat through a 3-hour class, met with people about study design (I think it’s finally shaping up), took care of some mundane paperwork, worked on a proposal draft, researched freeware automated telephone call software (if this career doesn’t work out I suppose I could become a telemarketer or run for office or something…) and got up the courage to send an email to my department chair asking for a meeting about my continued employment in the dept. Meeting is Fri AM – so by Fri PM I will either be really happy, rather depressed, or (most likely) still in limbo…

Have a weird commuting schedule on Wednesdays that involve driving to a shopping center lot that happens to have a nice central bus stop, catch bus to med center, walk from appt to appt at the med center, catch bus back to car, then drive to workout and then home. Was headed to my bus stop today, saw bus about a block behind me on the road, was trying to race it to the bus stop and realized how very silly this all was – who drives their car to the bus stop???

Shopped for something to hang my cell phone from now that the little clip it came with broke – found a sort of chain thingie with a carabeener (sp?) on one end and a sticky thing at the other – stick it onto the phone and presto, I can once again clip my phone to the lanyard I use for my keys. Stopped by to purchase shampoo. Yeah, I know, pretty boring. Treated myself to a bottle of some sort of fancy water that had apple flavoring and vitamins in it. Tasted like a Flinstone’s vitamin.

Worked out at the gym this evening and had my weekly “date” with Keith at Souper Salads, now am going to try to slog through another of these articles from MDA before bed.

Yup, another exciting day in the life of Tubin.

Where does the time go?

Sigh. Weeks go by where I can’t quite figure out where the time went. So I thought I’d start noting down what I accomplished at the end of the day, and this might help me realize I’m not actually sitting around counting my toes all the time after all.

So… today, I
1) Ran the last two subjects for the Vital Signs study and had a debriefing with the team afterwords. (Hooray! Hopefully that’s an item scratched off my to-do list at least for a while!)
2) Had a brainstorming meeting with a grad student about study design for a study he wants to run in my clinic (generated a long to-do list for the rest of the week, sigh)
3) Read 51 abstracts submitted for the T&L conference and rated each one on a 9-item evaluation scale (content, design, use of language, etc)
4) Edited the asthma manuscript and did the major formatting for the journal – and sent a nice report back to the other author with a list of things he needs to re-write…

Um… that’s about it.

So tomorrow starts with an all-morning meeting to discuss these abstracts with the committee, so I suppose that’ll simplify my scheduling…

I think I’ve successfully traded my lackluster grad student for one of much shiner, more sparkly qualities (in terms of intelligence and work ethic; skin tones aren’t actually a lot different…) so that’s an upside to my day. And the day’s work could conceivably result in two paper submissions of papers which are primarily written by other people. Also good.

With those cheery thoughts, I’ll try sleeping and see how the world looks in the morning.

Evidence suggests this is personal

Cat-haters say they’re selfish little creatures who just use you for the creature comforts you provide. For example, the cat who wants to snuggle on your lap is just looking for your shared body heat.

I have trouble believing this because my cat will abandon her “spot of warm” (heating pad set to low heat/similar to body temp) to come perch uncomfortably on my lap even if I otherwise ignore her.

She’ll also ignore food if she can have snuggling.

This enthusiasm for personal contact is not universal – Keith’s Mom once commented she was rather miffed that the cat obviously wants to be with me, Keith, Keith’s Dad (who is so similar to Keith she might not recognize him as a stranger…), but never with her. She seemed to think I should train my cat to be more egalitarian –

Which rather makes me think the cat actually likes me. This has been my experience with all the feline pets I’ve had over the years. Have I just been outrageously lucky, or do cats get a bad rap?

On my way home today, heard the screech of tires against the road; glanced in my rear-view mirror just in time to see a large pickup truck do a faceplant into a utility pole, hard enough to bend the pole. Was considering whether I should double back to see if anyone was hurt when the truck roared back to life, backed away from the now-crooked pole, and went tearing off in the other direction.

So guess he wasn’t hurt. Unbelievably stupid, possibly drunk, incredibly lucky, but not hurt. Life is interesting.

So proceeded on to experience the incredible sociological adventure that is the grocery store on Valentine’s day. Felt a little pathetic with my measly pack of mushrooms and block of cream cheese, in a line with all the folks buying chocolate, champagne, exotic fruits, etc…

So I’ll remember

It looks like K. will be asking for tonight’s culinary adventure again, so I better write down what I did so I’ll remember it again:

Hm… involved a skillet, a slow-cooker, and a pasta pot. In the skillet, I browned a pack of sliced mushrooms, a bag of chopped onion, and a bunch (maybe 5?) of boneless chicken thighs that were sliced and pounded until they were about a half-inch thick or less. Used olive oil for browning. The chicken had garlic powder, salt and pepper sprinkled on it before browning. After each of these was fully cooked it got tossed into the slowcooker which was set on medium. Then put a cup of chicken broth into the pan, brought to a boil to get all the nice browned chicken stuff off the pan, then put in 8 oz cream cheese. Once cream cheese melted, tossed in a bag of chopped spinach, stirred until this was all creamy, and poured over the chicken, mushrooms, and onion in the slowcooker. This simmered for a while while I cooked up some linguini (mushroom flavored, but that’s not really noticable. Egg noodles would probably work fine) and then the mess was ladled over the noodles to serve. bread and sweet potato on the side… tastes pretty good. For myself I’d have added some cooking sherry but that would be a downer for K, who doesn’t like wine of any sort.

There, now when he asks for that chicken spinach cheese thing again I’ll know what to do!

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