Ya know, I am sick sick sick sick sick sick of EVERY TASK at hand in this loverly state taking 4 hours to complete. The simplest of tasks.
7 years ago, I would have died of a stroke immediately. Now, I just STEW, and stew until I feel like I am preventing a stroke.
I am confounded and amazed at the amount of effort people put into flat out lying, and tap dancing down here. I really am.
But today, oh my....
Saturday morning I noted the children's zyrtec being almost empty. I did note that they had enough to make it to probably Tuesday night.
So, I ran the script in Saturday. While I was standing there, I noted my imitrix had 1 left. So I also ordered that. That was 15 minute, at the pharmacy on Saturday morning. I left empty handed....telling them I would be back. "No hurry, I will be back"
Yesterday, DH had to go to the Dr. to get knees x-rayed, a shot, and pick up an anti-inflammatory. There was some question re: insurance covering the specific med etc. So they had DH wait for 45 minutes, while they got nothing done. DH was pleasent, sore, but left with a smile, and told them he would return tomorrow.
OK folks. That is 45 minutes at the rhymes with "Phroeger", leaving empty handed.
I have just returned again from "rhymes with Phroeger", after spending 45 minutes in the drive thru lane.
When I finally got to the window, 30 minutes into the wait, I made sure they knew who I was, what I was there for, and how LONG I had been in line. Heck I even wrote all of our names down to ensure they would remember all of the meds.
So I left empty handed AGAIN....because they did not have my medicine ready.
excuse #1) new girl
excuse #2) we are a VERY busy pharmacy
excuse #3) blamed the Drs. offices. (Which by the way I called, and no they had faxed everything in. I also made sure they knew they were being blamed)
I informed the pharmacy that I was a nurse, so I am aware of the time it takes to call in or fax, or write a Drs. order down. I know it does not go through Jesus himself.
THAT IS 105 MINUTES OF OUR TIME IN 4 DAYS STANDING, OR WAITING AT THE PHARMACY. Unnacceptable indeed.
Also note I left our last pharmacy in town for the same reason....
There are no pharmacies left in town.
Get me the phuck out of here.