by Ashley Builta, Pharm.D., fellow of association
management and business development
I am
definitely a self-confessed nerd when it comes to my profession. While I know
I’m not alone in this, it sometimes leads to shall we say “trying” social
situations. My curiosity about the history of pharmacy has probably alienated
more people than I care to recall when I start to spout various pharmacy facts.
I’ve learned to taper these sorts of conversations down considerably, but my
“pharmacy nerd” pops up from time to time.
Knowing my weakness, I just can’t resist the opportunity to see how pharmacy is practiced elsewhere in the world and the pharmacy history contained there. I had the good fortune to take my “graduation from pharmacy school” vacation to visit family in Sweden. While none of them are remotely in the medical field, they thankfully agreed to go along with me in my adventures to find the apotek (pharmacy) in the area.
Knowing my weakness, I just can’t resist the opportunity to see how pharmacy is practiced elsewhere in the world and the pharmacy history contained there. I had the good fortune to take my “graduation from pharmacy school” vacation to visit family in Sweden. While none of them are remotely in the medical field, they thankfully agreed to go along with me in my adventures to find the apotek (pharmacy) in the area.
The Old:
While
in Stockholm, I was lucky to find one particularly well-preserved old pharmacy.
Walking in, the doors were well-worn and blackened on the outer edge by
hundreds of years of patients passing through them. The waiting area had multiple
mortar and pestles around. Sadly, one was being used as a trashcan, but then
again, I can’t think of a current use for what looked like a 10-gallon stone
mortar. A slightly smaller set was on display upon a pedestal so I, of course,
immediately went to it in an attempt to demonstrate my skills to my family. Let’s
just say my attempts to maneuver the considerably heavy pestle resulted in few
good pictures and a deeper appreciation for modern-day compounding.
It was a huge mortar and pestle! I can’t imagine actually trying to make something with it. Behind me is the sign that lists all the owners of the pharmacy since 1674. |
The
main prescription area of this pharmacy was preserved so that it resembled how
it looked in the 1700s. I was so fascinated by all the old jars and labels that
I had to be dragged out of the pharmacy so we would make it to dinner on time.
I still don’t know the meaning of the bird. The pharmacist never came over to us, so I didn’t get the chance to ask. |
Of
course, you can’t visit Stockholm without a trip to the Nobel museum! I made a
beeline straight for the medicine display. The hydrocortisone cream box in the
case is spelled “hydrokortison kräm” and it’s a box of “aspirine” if you’re
wondering.
The New:
Everything
else about the pharmacies I entered throughout my trip was surprisingly similar
to pharmacies in the United States. While pharmacies certainly aren’t as
frequently encountered as they are here, they do occur regularly around the
blocks. I observed what appeared to be three major chains of pharmacies, and
only one independent in the areas where I stayed. The pharmacies had basically
the same layout as most here. One major difference was in the product
selection. There were no aisles of candy, cards, soda or other non-health care
articles in sight. If the pharmacy was large enough, there might be aisles of
personal care products, a small section for makeup and other items you might
have forgotten to grab elsewhere, but nowhere near the amount of things that are
packed into U.S. pharmacies. The shelves were clean, neat and all illuminated
well. The physical space out front was much smaller in many of the pharmacies,
especially those in old buildings, but this allowed for easy conversation with
the pharmacy staff behind the counter.
A Swedish pharmacy connected to a grocery store. |
Perhaps the most surprising thing for me was the mini-medication area immediately above the conveyer belt in the grocery store. My last day in Sweden, I was loading up on Swedish candy in a local grocery store when I looked up to see this display!
My pharmacy nerd was now unstoppable. I found myself studying every box and tube to figure out what everything contained. What could they buy right there at check-out that we only dispensed with a prescription? What dosage forms were available? What was the brand name? I’m pretty sure everyone behind me was quite annoyed with just how long my curiosity was taking, but I had to know!
I
visited many more museums while I was in Sweden that contained pharmacy-related
history. I would write more about them, but then you wouldn’t have anything to
ask me about the next time you see me. Just be forewarned, my inner pharmacy
nerd will be happy that you asked!
What
have you found most interesting about pharmacy in other countries? Do you have
any good international pharmacy adventures or any pictures you’d like to share
with us? Leave a comment below!
Sverige!
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