I'm sure it has it's problems, but this is the second time they've come through in a pinch. Before I left home, I counted all of the various pills I'm taking to determine if I needed refills and vacation waivers before I left home. (At this point, I should be using a spreadsheet to keep it all straight.)
I dutifully called my pharmacy and my doctor's office to line everything up. One little snafu - one of the drugs was back ordered at my pharmacy and I forgot to pick it up on my way out of town. Sadly, it was the antibiotic which is likely the most important one to take continuously.
After a few days in Germany, Cassandra (my friend and hostess) suggested we go to the pharmacy and ask if someone there could help us. I only needed 6 pills to tide me over. The pharmacist explained to us that this isn't legal, but he examined my prescription bottle and talked to her a bit, then looked us over. After a moment, he got the pills and told us we looked trustworthy. He even stuffed the bag with fruity bonbon samples.
Last year, when Crow and I were here, he needed an outpatient procedure and prescriptions. He had the same thing done at home a few months before and after our insurance kicked in, we still paid $700 plus prescription costs. What did we pay in Germany, you ask? Nothing. Not a thing. Not at the doctor's office. Not at the pharmacy. They conspired to take care of us in a way that was incredibly charming, efficient and free. Wow.
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