Posted by Susan J on March 2, 2004, at 14:05:58
I've been working 90 hour weeks recently, but that's another story. It's just the work schedule is what made me go to the pharmacy at 8am this morning. I was picking up my Wellbutrin and a couple of other things that the pharmacist messed up, and the nitwit pharm tech was yelling to me which of my meds were screwed up and why. So the whole freaking grocery store knows what I'm taking. Anyway, I'm standing there waiting for them to get my order right, and another woman walks up to get her prescription her doc was supposed to call in.
It was for Lexapro. Why do I know? Because the pharm tech bellowed out that one, too. Her doc apparently hadn't called it in. It seemed like it was a new scrip for this woman, and she looked so sad and distraught that the drug wasn't there. That she was going to have to come back to get it, and god I've been there when it took all your energy just to *get* to the store, much less have to come back.
And I just felt really bad for her, she was just visibly, physically, *low.* It was horrible. I wanted to tell her, hey, yeah, I've been through what you are going through now....she looked all alone. I ended up not saying anything, other than to the store manager about how the pharm tech was shouting out everyone's meds for the world to hear.
If you had been *her* would you want some strange woman coming up and saying she can relate?
I don't know how I would've reacted if the roles were reversed.
poster:Susan J
thread:319388
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