Antibiotic resistance
The national newspapers today are full of reports on the worrying increase in resistance to antibiotics and the potential return to an era when we have no discernible medical treatment to use against severe bacterial infections. The following is how antibiotic resistance was explained to me at medical school. I’m not sure who first came up with the comparison, but the concept can be best explained by thinking in terms of straightforward evolution:
A farmer has a problem with rabbits (think bacteria) eating crops on his field. He employs a few hunting dogs (think antibiotics) to kill the rabbits. Initially it is a great success and the rabbits are almost all gone. The farmer’s crops are growing healthily and the farmer celebrates, assuming that rabbits will never be a problem again. He declares a great victory (think the remarks in the 1940s by doctors who thought that the days of infectious diseases were over). However, not all the rabbits are killed. Like all groups of organisms, there is variety. The few rabbits still alive are the ones that are the fastest and have the best hearing. These rabbits can hear the dogs coming and outrun them. These remaining ‘super rabbits’ breed with each other (like rabbits) and soon all the rabbits on the farm are extra fast and have great hearing. The old hunting dogs can’t kill any of them, so effectively the rabbits have ‘developed resistance’.
The farmer decides to get some new dogs, which are even faster and can hunt very quietly (think newer antibiotics). Initially the new dogs are killing the rabbits despite their speed and good hearing; however, one or two of the rabbits are brown rather than white and the dogs can’t see them very well. These remaining brown rabbits breed with each other and soon all the rabbits are brown and the dogs can’t see them (think super-infections such as MRSA and C. diff). This cycle continues, with the farmer continually trying to adapt his dogs to keep his farm healthy. The rabbits aren’t being cunning or clever. They are simply evolving and reacting to the environment which is being manipulated by the farmer.
The other issue the farmer notices is that the dogs cause other problems. They occasionally kill some of his hens (think unwanted side effects). He also finds that when his dogs have killed lots of the rabbits, there is suddenly more food and space for the mice, so they now flourish. The mice now become pests themselves (think fungal infection such as thrush).
Sometimes the farmer sees that his crops are being eaten and assumes it is the rabbits. In fact, this time it is a caterpillar infestation (think viruses) eating his crops for which the dogs are of absolutely no help. He foolishly sends out his dogs again even though the rabbits aren’t the culprits. The farmer has given himself all the problems that the dogs cause without any of the advantages. This is what happens when we give antibiotics for viral infections such as colds. We cause resistance and inflict side effects without helping clear the infection. After the farmer sends the dogs out, the caterpillars turn into butterflies and fly away leaving the crops to recover. This recovery had nothing to do with the dogs, but foolishly the farmer just sees his crops recuperating and assumes that his dogs are the saviours. He sends out his dogs every time the caterpillars arrive not realising that they are causing more harm than good to a problem that is self-resolving.
The other issue is that the rabbits can now spread directly to the neighbour’s farm. When they do so, the neighbouring farmer brings in his old dogs, but the rabbits are already superfast, have excellent hearing and outstanding camouflage. His dogs have no hope and soon the rabbits have overrun his farm and all the neighbouring farms. The good old rabbits from a few years ago don’t even exist any more and so all the farmers have to try to find new, special expensive dogs to try to deal with any sort of rabbit infestation. Eventually the farmers concede defeat, realising that they won’t ever be able to keep up with the rabbits’ constant adaptation.
This is the losing battle that the medical profession is fighting every day. There is no long-term solution. Pharmaceutical reps travel the nation promoting their companies’ latest erectile stimulant or antidepressant but they never try to sell us their new antibiotic because the drug companies have stopped making them. There hasn’t been a new one for a decade or so. Pharmaceutical compan-ies don’t want to invest money into developing new antibiotics because they know that there will be resistance too quickly for them to be of any real selling value. When I first qualified just a few years ago, ciprofloxacin used to be a special antibiotic that was still considered to work against all bugs. It was akin to the best china that would only be brought out on special occasions so that it wasn’t ruined. It was expensive and there was a real push to use it as little as possible so that bugs didn’t develop resistance to it. I seem to remember that in the hospital I worked in you had to be a consultant to prescribe it. Ciprofloxacin is still a good antibiotic, but it is as cheap as chips now and is prescribed quite readily by GPs and junior hospital doctors. I regularly see urine infections that are resistant to ciprofloxacin and there isn’t really an alternative. The best china is faded and chipped now and there isn’t likely to be any great investment in a new set.
In hindsight it could be considered immensely arrogant of the human race to think that we could control bacteria and eliminate them from harming us. Bacteria are the oldest living organisms on earth, having been around for billions of years. They have adapted through a multitude of changing environments from hot and cold to dry and wet. Their ability to mutate and adapt means that they have outlasted many millions of plant and animal species that could not keep up with the changing environment. In the 1940s, when antibiotics arrived, bacteria were probably sitting around thinking: ‘Hey boys, these antibiotics are a pain in the arse, but if we mutated through that Ice Age of 10,000 BCE and the great volcano season of 1 million BCE, this is nothing.’ I’m sure bacteria will adapt to survive many more changes and challenges and will still be around many millions of years after the human race has disappeared.
Doctors now talk about preparing for a post-antibiotic era. This will be when all the common bacteria are resistant to all antibiotics and we will simply have to rely on our immune systems again. For those among us who are fit and healthy adults this will probably be okay. However, for the elderly or very young, or those who have weakened immune systems for whatever reason, this will be disastrous. Infectious diseases could once again become our most common cause of death, taking over from cancer and heart disease.
To be fair, simple antibiotics do still work against many simple infections. We still are within the ‘antibiotic era’ and some good old-fashioned penicillin should still treat a good old-fashioned bout of bacterial tonsillitis. (When the GP says please finish your course of antibiotics, please don’t stop after two days because you’re feeling a bit better. This is how the resistance gets a hold.) Things are getting better. Patients increasingly understand the limitations of antibiotics and most GPs try to avoid prescribing antibiotics unnecessarily. Although we probably still prescribe vastly more antibiotics than are strictly necessary, some reports have suggested that GP antibiotic prescribing rates are down 50 per cent in the last decade. Well done us! Our slightly more frugal antibiotic prescribing does seem to have helped stem resistance rates.
If you catch a bacterial infection in Portugal, the chance of the bug being resistant to antibiotics is much higher than if you picked up the same type of bug here in the UK. This is almost certainly because in much of southern Europe, antibiotics can be bought over the counter without a prescription. In countries where this is the case there is a strong culture of popping to the local chemist and buying a couple of days’ worth of antibiotics if you’re feeling a bit peaky, no matter what the cause. This has led to antibiotic resistance flourishing. Other common offenders are those elements of the farming industry who often blanket treat their cattle with antibiotics in an attempt to ward off disease and keep their profit margins up.
Having said all this, you may be surprised to hear that GPs still prescribe far too many of them when not necessary. ‘Why?’ I
hear you shout. Basically it is because many patients still expect and demand them and at times it can be really difficult to say no. Some patients feel cheated, wronged and angry if they leave the surgery without them. They storm out, slam the door and go to A&E, where they lengthen the waiting times and eventually get the antibiotics they want from the exhausted, broken A&E doctor who is so worried about breaching the four-hour wait targets that he doesn’t have the energy to say no.
Here is an example:
Me: ‘Good afternoon Mr Jones. How can I help today?’
Patient: ‘I’ve got a sore throat, a dry cough and a blocked nose.’
Me: ‘Hmm, well after listening to your chest and looking at your throat and ears it would appear that you have a nasty viral upper respiratory tract infection also known as a cold.’
Patient: ‘Thought as much, Doc. If I can just have a course of antibiotics, I’ll be out of your hair. I can see how busy you are today.’
Me: ‘Actually, Mr Jones, I don’t think antibiotics will help because it’s a virus you’ve got and antibiotics don’t work against viruses.’
Patient: ‘But I’m off to Tenerife on Thursday and I need to be better for that.’
Me: ‘I do sympathise, Mr Jones, but the antibiotics don’t work against viruses regardless of whether you are off on holiday or not.’
Patient: ‘I see, so my taxes pay your salary, but you’re too tight to fork out for a few lousy antibiotics.’
Me: ‘It really isn’t about money, Mr Jones, it’s about what will and won’t make you better.’
Patient: ‘I’ve been getting antibiotics for my colds for years and I always got better. Why did those other doctors give me antibiotics?’
Me: ‘Perhaps they were giving you what they thought you wanted. They were succumbing to your expectations and choosing the easy option. We all want our patients to like us and as a result doctors are guilty of having overprescribed antibiotics for years. I apologise for that. It is something that this current generation of GPs are trying to rectify by changing expectations and educating …’
Patient: ‘Well I think it’s you that needs the educating ’cos you’re a shit doctor and I’m off to A&E if I can’t get my antibiotics from you.’ [Loud slam and no Christmas card.]
If I had simply prescribed the antibiotics, Mr Jones would have left happy. I would have avoided the long stressful argument that made me run even later in my busy afternoon surgery. The cost of the antibiotics would have been a drop in the ocean compared to my overall drug budget, and in the growing worldwide crisis of antibiotic resistance, one more course of amoxicillin probably wouldn’t have made a huge difference. Mr Jones would have given me positive feedback in my patient satisfaction questionnaire and this would have made me look like a ‘good doctor’. Nevertheless, I was a better doctor for saying no.
Diabetes
Type 2 diabetes is a disease that GPs are seeing more and more of, and recent research suggests that treatment will use £16.9 billion of the NHS budget, as the number of diabetics rises from 3.8 million to 6.25 million by 2035. This has fuelled scaremongering in the media, with talk of ‘diabetes bankrupting the NHS within a generation’.
Unlike other diseases, discussion about type 2 diabetes often results in debate about who is to blame. The head of diabetes UK states that the NHS needs to improve its care of diabetics. Other commentators recommend that the government should be blamed for not taxing sugar-rich food, while others suggest that supermarkets are responsible because of the cheap, unhealthy foods they push. The other obvious villains in the piece are the diabetics themselves, who are usually portrayed as unrepentant fatties who can’t stop shovelling down the doughnuts. I’m not convinced that looking to blame any one group, especially those who have the condition, serves any purpose other than demonising the disease and alienating the sufferers.
Firstly, it’s important to state that type 2 diabetes isn’t solely caused by obesity. Age and genetics play a significant role, too. Nevertheless, it is true that appropriate improvements in diet and lifestyle would cause incidence of the disease to plummet and would also significantly reduce complication rates for those who already have the condition.
Part of my job is to encourage an improvement in the lifestyle of my patients, but the more bullish I am about the advice I give, the more defensive and unresponsive my patients usually become. Early on in my career I remember having a hugely overweight patient who insisted that she only ate lettuce. When I suggested this couldn’t be true, the ensuing debate escalated to a full-blown row. We got nowhere and on top of this, she disengaged from any of the support services available and completely failed to gain control of either her weight or her diabetes.
The longer I’m a doctor, the more I realise that patriarchal-style education rarely works with regard to encouraging lifestyle changes. As with any addiction, the addict needs to admit the problem to themselves before he or she can accept any help and change behaviour. Deep down, most of us have issues with food at some level and I am no exception.
I spend a lot of my time explaining the perils of excess sugar to my patients and so this particular week I had decided to practise what I preach. I completely banned myself from eating any sugar during my working day. How hard could it be? It was going well on Monday until one of my morning patients brought me a Twix bar. It sat on my desk goading me for half an hour, but then temptation got the better of me. The shiny gold wrapper poked out of the bin mocking my poor willpower for the rest of the morning. The afternoon was going well until our nurse brought in some home-baked chocolate brownies to celebrate her birthday. It seemed rude not try one and they looked so much more appetising than the pot of sunflower seeds I had optimistically brought in to stave off the predictable mid-afternoon sugar craving …
Changing diet and lifestyle habits that we have held for all of our lives is hard. Our brains are trained to respond positively to the reward of a sugary treat; well, mine is anyway.
Fortunately for my diabetic patients, we have a fantastic new community diabetes team. The nurses who run it are enthusiastic and welcoming and offer clear non-judgmental advice and support on everything related to diabetes. They don’t preach or lecture but just allow patients to come and ask questions, meet each other, dispel myths and hopefully feel motivated to make the changes they need to control their disease.
Right now I’m slim, young and active, but I’m certainly not immune to getting diabetes one day. For those of you feeling ‘holier than thou’, who can live on a diet of porridge oats and celery, I salute you, but for the rest of us mere mortals let’s look at some more practical ways of helping fight diabetes rather than solely looking to vilify the victims of the disease. I mentioned how brilliant our community diabetes team is, but I really wish we had a similar service to help overweight patients before they develop the disease. Practical, simple, non-judgmental support would be a real investment and potentially pay for itself many times over if it successfully reduced diabetes.
We do need to work hard together to effectively prevent and treat type 2 diabetes, but ultimately, if the NHS collapses it will do so because of underfunding and government privatisation. Let’s not blame type 2 diabetics who already have enough on their plate (pun intended).
Tarig I
Tarig poked his tongue out at me and it was covered in a white fur.
‘It’s sore every time I eat,’ he told me.
‘It’s a fungal infection on your tongue.’
‘Is it because of my disease?’
‘Yes, the HIV is affecting your immune system.’
He shrugged and went to stand up and leave.
‘Still not going to consider taking any medications for it?’
‘No, Doctor. You know that my fate is God’s will, not yours or mine.’
It was now my turn to shrug. I nearly let him leave, but as a doctor it is so hard to watch a dying man walk away, knowing that he could be treated and effectively cured.
‘It’
s not too late to change your mind, Tarig. On medication you could live a long and normal life.’
Tarig was a Coptic Christian from Egypt. He was a strictly religious man, but he slept with a prostitute while on a business trip to the Sudan and contracted HIV. Rather than accept treatment, he decided that the HIV was a punishment from God that he must suffer, even if this meant a painful, premature death.
As a teenager I used to get drawn into long religious debates with Jehovah’s Witnesses who came knocking at the door. I was convinced that I would enlighten them as to what I believed to be the flaws in their religious convictions. They of course felt they could do the same for me. You won’t be surprised to hear that after many wasted hours of debate on my doorstep, I had failed to convert a single Jehovah’s Witness to atheism. As I’ve got older, my atheist ideas have remained, but now I wouldn’t dream of challenging anyone else about their religious views, especially my patients. My job is to treat them within their cultural beliefs rather than inflict my own upon them, but this can be difficult when their viewpoint is affecting their physical health. I just couldn’t bring myself to let go of Tarig.
‘Tarig, when you’re about to cross a busy road, do you look left and right first?’
‘Yes, of course.’
‘But surely if a car hits you that would be God’s will too?’
‘Yes, God will decide my fate, but he wants me to take some responsibility too. He wanted me to resist temptation when he sent the whore to cross my path, but I failed him and I must accept the consequences of my sin. I must suffer for my redemption.’
I felt a bit like the teenage me arguing in vain with the Jehovah’s Witnesses. As a GP I’ve witnessed some of the enormous good religion can achieve. Some of my patients have given up drugs and crime in order to embrace the love of the Lord. Some of our local religious communities offer amazing support for members of their flock who are taken ill both physically and mentally. Faith can also help people overcome enormous personal suffering and help them move on and find meaning in their lives. I wasn’t trying to convert Tarig to atheism; I simply wanted him to agree to take life-saving medications that were freely available at our local HIV clinic.
Further Confessions of a GP (The Confessions Series) Page 5