I had my blood pressure put up this morning.
Last Tuesday I was going to take a prescription to the GPs surgery, but the village was flooded. Couldn't walk or drive from one side to the other.
So I phoned the surgery and told them about the prescription and they said they would see it was done. Normally they do not take them over the phone, but it was exceptional circumstances. In fact I learned this morning that the pharmacy had floodwater through the door.
Went to pick up my prescription this morning and it wasn't there. I explained, and told them my blood pressure tablets run out tonight. They said they could not loan me any as it wasn't due until Tuesday. I argued a bit, then stomped out, saying, "Okay, I'll just die over the weekend, shall I?"
I am on these tablets because of an aortic dissection two years ago.
Don't suppose I'll die, but they are not getting my prescription from now on.
There are other pharmacies around that will pick up and deliver.
Six different medications on that prescription. I wonder how much they will lose.
There was only one other woman in the pharmacy, picking up a prescription for a friend who only had one tablet left. They said the same to her. She was on the phone to her friend, who checked and said she only had one tablet left. But they insisted they had given her more the last time.
When did chemists get like this?
When I got home I checked my blood pressure. It said too high, seek medical advice!