If pharmacists are frustrated doctors, what are shop assistants in pharmacies?
So, I've contracted a chest/throat/ear infection but I can't get into a doctor for some sweet, sweet antibiotics until Monday. I don't need the doc to tell me what's wrong with me, because it's like the man sang "I know, I know, I've been here before". As previously mentioned, I just need the drugs, man.
I went to the pharmacy to get some some over the counter stuff, because right now I'm just about coughing up my lungs. The chick was making small talk at the register, and she mentioned about how full the doctors are at the moment. I told her that I was told I'd have to wait a week for an appointment by which time I would either be cured or dead (the death happening after the ambos took me to Maroondah Hospital, which you might know better as the 'Killing Fields' if you watch commercial news). We talked briefly about the lack of medical services in the area and then she said this:
"It is much worse for people with children. They can't wait when they are sick. What are parents supposed to do? A child's health is more important than anything "
To which I thought:
WTF?
But I said:
"Credit, thanks", paid for my stuff while she continued to ramble on about how hard life is for parents, and walked out into the bright Kilsyth sunshine.
Because otherwise I would have gone off my head. I'm snarkier than normal when I'm unwell.
My health right now is pretty dodgy. I know from past experience I stand a good chance of these lovely multiple infections developing into something far, far worse. Luckily, I'm on hols, so there are a few things I can do to (hopefully) prevent that from happening.
But, a baby with nappy rash (her example, not mine) would be more important than me with incipient pneumonia.
This post should have been subtitled:
"Won't somebody think of the children!!"
I need to find a new suburb to live in. Honestly.
I went to the pharmacy to get some some over the counter stuff, because right now I'm just about coughing up my lungs. The chick was making small talk at the register, and she mentioned about how full the doctors are at the moment. I told her that I was told I'd have to wait a week for an appointment by which time I would either be cured or dead (the death happening after the ambos took me to Maroondah Hospital, which you might know better as the 'Killing Fields' if you watch commercial news). We talked briefly about the lack of medical services in the area and then she said this:
"It is much worse for people with children. They can't wait when they are sick. What are parents supposed to do? A child's health is more important than anything "
To which I thought:
WTF?
But I said:
"Credit, thanks", paid for my stuff while she continued to ramble on about how hard life is for parents, and walked out into the bright Kilsyth sunshine.
Because otherwise I would have gone off my head. I'm snarkier than normal when I'm unwell.
My health right now is pretty dodgy. I know from past experience I stand a good chance of these lovely multiple infections developing into something far, far worse. Luckily, I'm on hols, so there are a few things I can do to (hopefully) prevent that from happening.
But, a baby with nappy rash (her example, not mine) would be more important than me with incipient pneumonia.
This post should have been subtitled:
"Won't somebody think of the children!!"
I need to find a new suburb to live in. Honestly.