Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Pharmacognosy

(c) 1984 The Animating Apothecary
(c) 1988 The Animating Apothecary
Graphic explanations for how we get drugs from natural sources.  I'm animating the one with the fish.  The Piscean in me!!

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

So....when is a generic drug not a generic drug? When it's a BRAND NAME drug!


Two examples of companies selling the exact same drug as a "brand" and a "generic" at the same time, at vastly different prices!
Press Here for the Youtube video I built....

Just in case this doesn't upload proper-like....

Pharmacists Never Retire....



"Oh that's just Charley. He died five years ago but
nobody's had the heart to tell him."
copyright (c) 1994, The Animating Apothecary
  When I graduated in 1978, I was given a diploma, and with a hearty handshake from the Dean for Pharmacy, was told the Secret Of The Profession: "You'll never retire, and it's all aspirin."

Illustration compilation at lulu press.  Here's the link:  http://ar.gy/3UB9

Monday, July 18, 2011

Explaining the Immune System

copyright (c) 1996, Jim Middleton, Animating Apothecary
OK, this really means something.  Not sure what, but it means something.  All right, since you asked nicely, this is an example of antigens attaching to Immune Globulin E, which then locks into a mast cell causing the release of histamine which then leads to vasodilation of nasal capillaries, ultimately causing rhinitis secondary to allergies.  Either that, or I watched 2001 just once too often.....

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Pharmacy Trolls - collect the set!


I enjoy documenting the more entertaining visitors to the retail realm.  Sometimes the calendar drawings create themselves - this is something I overheard during a diabetes consult, and the customer didn't leave before requesting some iodine and Sudafed.  Fifteen minutes later he came back in and asked again - when we told him he was just here, he "thought the place looked familiar."

Sunday, July 10, 2011

How the Calendars Began....

I drew a series of cartoons for a coloring book that never "came to fruition" as they say in the trade.  Not  being one to throw things away, I put the first dozen drawings to use, and before you could say "1984" the first Uncle Stan Pharmacy Calendar was born. 
"Oh by the way - this medication may cause drowsiness, blurring of vision, urinary retention,
some dementia syndromes, gastric ulceration, renal and cardiovascular
collapse, myocardial infarctions, Paget's Disease, impotence, and almost
certain death...that'll be $8.50"
                                                     

Wednesday, July 06, 2011

Post #11 - And now, my aunt as well....

Big Rapids – Pauline Leone (Middleton) Hicks, of Big Rapids, passed away on Sunday July 3, 2011, at Mecosta County Medical Center.  Pauline was born in Detroit on June 30, 1930, the daughter of James G. and Viola (Kotke)Middleton. She graduated from Big Rapids High School in 1948 and attended Ferris Institute in the fall of 1948-49 in the School of Business. Pauline started working at Ferris in January of 1964 and retired after 28 ½ of service in the Housing Office. She was a devoted member of the First United Methodist Church since 1948. For many years she loved playing golf at Falcon Head with her women’s morning league. She met with her Big Rapids High School classmates almost every Saturday at Szot’s for lunch. Pauline loved to socialize and exercise. She was a member of PT Plus, Big Rapids Senior Recreation and TOPS. She was an avid world traveler and was known in her later years as Traveling Grandma.  Pauline is survived by her three children; Peggy Leone Congleton (George Fox) of San Diego, CA, Deborah Ann (Dennis) Knopf of Big Rapids, and Daniel James (Connie) Hicks of Fort Myers Beach, FL, her grandchildren and great grandchildren, Jason (Megan) Knopf and their two children, Jake and Kayleigh of Big Rapids, Scott (Lisa) Knopf and their two children, Alexandria and Carter of Davison, MI, Christopher Congleton of Davis, CA, Patrick Hicks of Fort Myers Beach, FL, and Candice Hicks (Kyle) Ballard and their two children, Carina and Blake of Cape Coral, FL, her younger sister Barbara (John) Foust of Big Rapids, sister –in-law Irma Middleton of Six Lakes, MI, plus many nieces and nephews. She was preceded in death by her parents, one brother, Harry Middleton, and a grand daughter, Stacy Ann Knopf. Pauline was the sweetest Mom, grandmother and GG (greatgrandmother) who will be dearly missed by all.  A Memorial Service was held 11:00 a.m. Friday July 8, 2011 at the First United Methodist Church of Big Rapids, with Pastor Becky Morrison officiating. Visitation was Thursday July 7, 2011, from 6-8 p.m. at the Mohnke Funeral Home in Big Rapids.  Memorial contributions may be made to the First United Methodist Church or the American Macular Degeneration Foundation.

And to add to the unexpected nature of her passing, I just got a greeting card from her yesterday, the 5th....

Sunday, July 03, 2011

A Quiet Moment from 1989

Sometimes the most ordinary moments can be the most memorable.  So save those videos! Now that we can do nonlinear editing, we can condense the past and create our own world... 22 years in the making... woosh!

Monday, June 13, 2011

A Flashback to 2009

Occasionally I attempt to sound as if I have read something - generally when applying for a teaching position.  Here's an attempt from 2009.  Odd as it sounds, I actually believe this...

Some Thoughts Regarding Education
Through the education of others we educate ourselves. It is the responsibility of each member of any given profession to relay not merely the facts of the profession to the next generation, but also the evolved understanding that experience engenders, to put flesh to the skeleton; an over reliance on desiccated scholastics will create a generation lost in a sea of unprecedented knowledge, uncertain of goals, frustrated and rendered cynical by the journey.
The professional must, however, develop the tools to communicate the knowledge. The initial training process in any profession can be, in itself, a Byzantine maze that precludes the time necessary for introspection. The how is learned by rote; the why must come with experience; it becomes a challenge to communicate the why. Peering into such an abyss tempts the abyss to peer back--easier to follow the advice of Candide and "tend to the garden" than to show the future generations that the sun also rises for every sunset.
So with the rigors of one discipline we must consider the addition of another. After a time of working our craft, we must again put to work on framing it for others to see, or better, to understand. The talent is not always innate; creative approaches often need to be scavenged with truncheon and guile. But once honed, the new talent cannot help but enrich the base of the original profession.
Certainly, there have been those for whom education has been for its own sake, an insular amusement designed to foster a patronized derision of others. May they be content in their solitude, for a secret not shared is lost, and a perception not spoken is stillborn.
John Dewey felt that education should be life itself, not a preparation for living. Now, having poured over many a forgotten volume, having made lapses great and small, having the germinal understanding gained by every misstep and every success, I turn to the second phase of my responsibility–to educate others so that I may continue to educate myself.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Friday, June 03, 2011

Video Tribute #1 for Dad

This is a youtube link - this runs about 7 minutes - and WHOA just realized I have a box of about 500 SLIDES to transfer too.... anyway, this is material from about 1928-1985.

Wednesday, June 01, 2011

Post #9 - Harry Middleton Remembered 2011

3am phone calls are never good news, and so came the announcement that my father, in decline for several years and hospitalized while in Mexico since late April, had died following a heart attack.  He would have been 83 this July.
Our family has never been one for funerals, so we will be coordinating a memorial either in or near his Michigan home sometime soon once arrangements can be made to transport his ashes back to the States.  Our concerns and cares are now for his widow, my stepmother Irma, who has been at his side for nearly 25 years.

Harry Middleton, age 82, went to tend his final garden during the early hours of May 31. After several years of declining health, he died of a heart attack in Puerto Vallarta, several hours from his Mexico winter home in Cuernavaca, Morelos.
He married Winifred in 1953 and with her had two sons, James Harry of Battle Creek, and David Alan of Grand Rapids, Michigan. They both survive. A stepson from Winifred’s first marriage, Robert Albright of Lindsay, Ontario, also survives. Winifred succumbed to cancer in 1986.
His subsequent marriage to Irma Woo of Mexico City was a triumph of perseverance over challenges of communication and distance, aligned with a desire to live where, if one mentioned snow, "they never heard of it, and if you mentioned ice, they put it in a glass." Taking on the new role of grandfather, he especially encouraged the education of "Monstero," now Dr. David Rosas. Irma, her three daughters, and their children also survive.
Harry attended college at Ferris and the University of Kansas before beginning his career with the Michigan Consolidated Gas Company (now DTE Energy), starting as custodian in Big Rapids and working his way up to district manager in Escanaba, and finally, regional manager of the Taggart Field gas storage facility at Six Lakes, Michigan. He retired from there in 1978, following several years of increasing blindness due to macular degeneration.
Harry had been a member of the Big Rapids Elks Club, was a long-time member of the Lakeview Lion’s club, and he loved gardening, recycling, sharing a story, and tipping waitresses with tiny onions. In keeping with his wishes, there will be no funeral.
An openhouse/memorial celebrated his life in 2011.
A facebook page has been created in his memory, for the comments and reminiscences of friends and family: http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100002542415970

Site A - Mt Carmel, Big Rapids:


Site B: Lakeview Cemetery, Lakeview, Michigan:


And there was wicked weather the evening of the memorial...but the sign remained lit!




Memorial Day, 2016:
 Sparrow salutes Sgt. Middleton


And 2018:




 2019:

 
And 2022:

 
2024:

2025:


(It appears like someone at the memorial garden drove over the headstones - and removed an urn - had to exhume the stone a bit. Time for a new foundation!)

 



Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Post 8 - Pawing through the archives...."1961" broadcast

In 1991, just before doing "impossible things before breakfast" became "doing breakfast as an impossibility,"  I worked with the Grand Rapids Radio Players on a 30 year anniversary celebration of WGVU-FM's first broadcast.  When the program aired a month later (after much shameless self promotion and talking it up among friends and family), I discovered my entire performance wound up on the editing room floor.  Such is life.
Anyway, I did have some old VHS material of some of the rehearsals, and they remained unwatched until very recently - tonight, actually.  Also, I found the S-VHS material for the live performance - one reel was only the soundtrack, the other was never actually watchable - the camera dropped every other frame during recording, resulting in a damaged document.  This was, sadly, the only video record that was made of that evening.
So, I tossed in the rehearsal footage with the crumbling remains of the live performance of that evening in October of 1991, and now place it here to show those who may have wondered that, yes indeed, I did participate in 1961: The Year That Time Forgot.


It still remains a happy memory....

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Post 7 - Another Random Sketch

Like I mentioned, it was a looooooooooooooong seminar.....now I need a new sketchbook!

Post 6 - Tick Tock in Dearborn


May 20 - 2011 - Dearborn - After about six hours of a conference on pain,  I became slightly distracted by an elderly gentleman nudging his way along the table in front of me. His gluteal muscles being maximus, he succeeded in knocking over each and every empty (and one partially full) cup of Starbucks' brew near the edge as he used the table as a guide for his travel.

That and my aching lower back probably served as an inspiration.