
Sometimes I wonder if I am really helping people.
Patients come to me wanting me to treat their pain, relieve their depression, improve their focus, and generally to take away the hard things in their lives. They want me to find out what is “wrong” and do something to “fix” them. That’s my job, after all, to make people better, cure diseases, and take away pain. Right?
I am not sure that is always the case. I used to think there were very few reasons to withhold an antidepressant from someone who asked me for one. I figured that they knew how they felt better than I did; and who was I to force them to continue to feel that way? It’s always worse to feel bad than not to feel bad. Right? As time went on, however, I noticed several things:
- I can never totally take away someone’s pain. There are always negatives in life – good things are jaded with the fact that they must end. Aside from total sedation, I can’t remove all pain.
- Some people define bad things much differently than I do. Some parents are upset when their child gets B’s; some people want medication for a respiratory infection immediately; some people want pain medications when they pull a muscle in their back. What constitutes enough pain or a bad enough situation to merit intervention?
- Seriously bad things in life often result in significant good. The struggles I’ve had trouble overcoming have made me far more empathetic to patients who struggle themselves. Cancer patients often say that the disease made them realize what stupid things they spent their lives worrying about.
I had attention deficit/hyperactivity as a kid – there is no doubt about it. My grades weren’t great – I got mostly B’s, some C’s and some A’s. I never “reached my potential” because I was too interested in messing around with my friends and too easily taken off task. I sometimes wonder what would have happened if I was medicated. It certainly would have given me far more success in academics. I probably would have gotten into a better college and probably a better medical school. I wouldn’t have developed the self-doubt that has followed me throughout my childhood and into adulthood. That’s good. Right?
But self-doubt is a very important thing. It keeps me from running off at a diagnosis rashly by forcing me to second-guess myself. I have seen enough failure that I don’t take success for granted. I am much more grateful for what I have, not thinking that I somehow deserve it. I really think that many of the lessons I learned from failures are exactly the things that make me successful as an adult. I wasn’t treated for ADHD, but I am now a successful physician who writes an inexplicably popular blog. Hindsight says that medicating me would have been a mistake.
This makes me wonder how many kids I am treating are like me. Am I keeping them from learning the important lessons that struggles can teach? It’s impossible to know, but I suspect that some would probably be better left untreated.
Another example of the desire for quick fixes is the use of cough/cold medications in children. As some of you know, I was really annoyed when the FDA discouraged the use of them in children under 3. I have done pediatrics for over 18 years and have not even seen a hint of harm from these medications. I have four children and all of them got cough/cold medications – it made them feel better. It made me feel better to treat them. I thought the FDA was just silly to take them off the shelves.
But I was wrong. It’s been a year since we stopped giving kids these meds, and I have seen no significant problems. Parents seem content with the explanation: “They just need to have their body fight this off.” The kids seem no worse for the wear, and the parents are actually more accepting of sickness as normal. Just because you can do something doesn’t mean you should.
One of the hardest things for many parents to accept is that it is not only OK for their kids to get sick, it is important. If we put a bubble around a child and prevented exposure to all contagious diseases for the first 18 years of their life, we wouldn’t them strong; we’d weaken them. This is a dangerous world we are in, and our bodies have to be good at dealing with that adversity.
The same could probably be said with emotional hardships. Do we really do kids well by protecting them from struggles and even failure? Maybe we are just surrounding them with a bubble.
Obviously I am not suggesting that disease, depression, or ADD should not be treated. I do treat it and feel I am doing good for many of my patients. But I do struggle with those in the gray zone – ones who would have never been considered for any treatment a decade ago. Everyone is getting a diagnosis and is being treated. Everyone has something broken that needs fixing. Is there such thing as a normal person? It’s far easier for us to hear that we have something that needs to be treated than to be forced to face hardship.
This is a very difficult line to draw, and I suspet it will only get harder.
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