Friday, 20 August 2010

Watching pharmacy life!

I knew I had picked the wrong day but it had to be done. My prescription medicines last me two months and then I just have to take the slip into the surgery and I can collect the new one the following afternoon after 3:30pm so as I had left the request yesterday, I went over this afternoon to collect the new one.
There is a small pharmacy attached to the surgery so I normally take the prescription in there and wait while they put it up which takes about five to ten minutes. That is unless it's Friday afternoon. There always seems to be a large number of people visiting the doctors on a Friday and most of them end up in the pharmacy waiting for their prescriptions so if I collect mine on a Friday afternoon, I know I will have a long wait of about half an hour or so.
Today there were about ten people waiting when I went in there so the place was pretty crowded, however, one of the two chairs became vacant so I was lucky enough to be able to sit down while I was waiting. It soon became apparent that at least half of those waiting were the addicts who have to attend the pharmacy on a daily basis to take their methadone and Friday afternoon there always seem to be more of them. I suppose the pharmacist finds it easier to almost line them up and give them their 'scripts one by one but while they wait, you can see them becoming more and more agitated as well as louder and louder.
While I was sitting there 'observing' I became aware of a small child about two years old who was with her mother, but while mum was engaged in conversation with another lady, the child was busily putting small items into a little bag she was holding. When her mum realised what she was doing she was horrified and had to put everything back while the little girl screamed at the top of her voice! This, together with the addicts who were getting louder by the minute, was a recipe to give anyone a headache. Luckily the pharmacist soon dispensed and despatched the addicts and the next one to get her presciption was the mum with screaming child in tow.
Everything became quite peaceful then and I didn't have to wait much longer for my prescription, but my ears were still ringing until I got halfway home. Next time, I think I'll get everything at the start of the week.

2 comments:

  1. I get dizzy in lines for some reason. I have to leave and go sit and put my head down or I'm afraid I will faint. It's weird. This only happens in lines but only occasionally; usually on a hot day. I never asked a doctor about it though. I think it's just line anxiety.

    I see you over at Robin's blog sometimes. I wanted to stop in and say hi.

    Blessings!

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  2. Hi Rosemi!

    Thankyou for reading my blog! I'm OK in lines but if I have to stand for any length of time my back gives out and so do my legs because the sciatic nerves are trapped. Eden, my grand-daughter made me buy a walking stick but I keep telling her that I'm not ready for that yet. I want to stay as active as I can for as long as I can and with God's help, I will live until I'm 100.

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