Yesterday I stopped by Walmart after work to drop off an Rx for Rachel.
The lady at the pharmacy said it would be ready in half an hour, so I ran down the street to shop at Safeway, then returned to Walmart and picked up some other stuff, then pushed my cart over to the pharmacy.
I was 9th in line. There wasn't a line when I dropped it off; where did all these people come from?
Oh, and did I mention I had to pee as soon as I got in line? I think bladders are required to do that to you when they know you're stuck in line...
After standing in line for a good 20 minutes, it was finally my turn. The lady couldn't find my order.
Turns out I gave them an Rx for myself that had been given back to me when I got it filled. (Why did they give it back? No clue.) The two pharmacy technicians who were now involved in this mess were very understanding and nice about the error and said they would fill Rachel's as a rush... then they looked at it, looked at each other, then looked back at me .
I sighed and asked, "Now what?"
The Rx was for an over the counter medicine.
They said sometimes the doctor will write a script instead of telling the patient what to buy and how to use it. They didn't know why.
So nice Pharmacy lady walked me over to the area where they sell this medicine to make sure the over the counter stuff was exactly what was written on the Rx... and it was...
...only the Rx was for regular strength and I had already bought Rachel the extra strength to tide her over until we had the Dr appt and could get some meds to solve the problem.
I looked at the pharmacy lady with my best 'You have got to be kidding me' expression and mumbled, "I think it's time for me to go home now..."
She patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, tomorrow's Friday. Hang in there... This just proves Moms are smarter than doctors."