The pill bottle on my nightstand is empty


I woke up this morning and I’m scared
I feel this pressure in my chest
I try to ignore it… say it’s all in my head
Maybe if I settle it will be okay
I drink a glass of water and got to bed

I am looking out the window
Hoping it will be a good day
But I can’t distract myself
The air I am breathing feels heavier today
It doesn’t matter I say…I just payed rent anyway

I am going to the clinic today
I feel this pressure in my chest
Can you tell I am not okay?
Do you even know my name?
You write out the prescription and send me on my way

I count the dollars on my nightstand…

Not being able to afford medications is a reality for many Canadians. How can we help our patients?