Tylenol and Motrin recall

May 1, 2010

A couple of weeks ago, as I pulled a bottle of Children’s Motrin out of my medicine cabinet, I noticed that the orangish liquid inside was cloudy, partially separated (foamy lighter orange at the top and darker orange at the bottom), and just, well, not what I had seen so many times before.  Instead of giving my child a dose for his fever, I set it aside and gave him Children’s Tylenol instead.  After I soothed him to sleep, I contacted the company, stating that the bottle was just … not right, and they should know.  They asked me to send it in in a mailer that they’d send out, and I agreed.

As so often happens, other concerns overtook this one, but the bottle was still out (of reach) when the mailer came.  I snagged the coupon, put the bottle in the mailer, and didn’t think of it again — until I saw this announcement:

Johnson & Johnson and McNeil are recalling all nonexpired liquid Children’s Motrin, Children’s Tylenol, Infant’s Motrin, and Infant’s Tylenoll.

Put it aside.  Don’t use it.  They’re not clear about what we should do with it, exactly, but for now, all parents should take a moment and check their bottles for the lot number (the number on the bottle just above the word “Motrin” or “Tylenol”), and, if it matches a number on the press release, please don’t give it to your kids.  Put it out of reach.  As the company says, it could contain “a higher concentration of active ingredient than is specified; others may contain inactive ingredients that may not meet internal testing requirements; and others may contain tiny particles.”

Not cool, J&J.

But you know what is cool?  The fact that they take the trouble to respond to consumer concerns (like mine), test the liquids that are sent back, and put out these voluntary recalls when there are concerns about some of the manufactured medicines.

Yikes.


I’m back

October 31, 2007

“Your nurse today will be the witch,” the E.R. triage nurse said, as he left me in a little white room with no curtains.

That’s not the first time I’ve thought that, I thought to myself, snickering a little, before I remembered that today is Halloween. 

Sure enough, in walks a 5 foot 5 witch in full regalia, down to the fingernails.  She’s toting an IV pole and a tray of needles, enough to scare anyone.   She speaks.  “We’re going to draw some blood and start you on some fluids while we wait for the results.” 

Ah, a vampire as well!

But her actions belied her true nature, as she drew 5 vials but left 3 on the tray for later tests.  Surely a true vampire would have taken the vials with her.  For a snack.  Or something.

I’m back home and ok.  My white counts have actually recovered this week, and I’ll be able to go back to the hospital in the morning for Chemo #9.  Thanks for your lovely comments.  It is helping.