Kudos

Yesterday Madelyn woke up with a sore throat. Great! I dreaded what would come of this...but after about an hour of being home from school she felt all better! I just thought I would send her back to school the next day. In the meantime, she was way overdue a haircut. Actually we were both due in...I had an inch of silver peeking out since my last dye job...or "painting" as Madelyn so aptly calls it. By the time we got home, she was feeling bad again. I sent her to bed and told her to stay there, keeping her seperated from Parker. That was actually quite difficult as Madelyn has a propensity to torment...errrr, I meant DOTE on her little brother constantly. At this point I couldn't take her to the doctor and had to start preparing for our dinner guests. I had a really nice evening, by the way. It was so good to have adults to talk to and laugh with.

Well, this morning, Madelyn wasn't any better, so I made the appointment at Muscat Private and we went. She has a viral sore throat, so we can only treat the symptoms and let it ride out...BUT I was given two prescriptions - a throat losenge and a fever reducer. And the Kudos of the week goes to the pharmacy inside of Muscat Private Hospital. I have only been in there 2 times. The first time, some man thought he was better and more important than me and tried to push his way to get his script filled before me. The pharmacist (indian) said to the man (omani) "the lady has been waiting longer than you." and helped me. This did NOT make this man happy and he huffed and puffed and clicked his tongue...but the pharmacist stood his ground and very kindly helped me and my sick children first. This time the same thing happened. Two men shoved their way past Madelyn and I and went straight to the register. As the pharmacist was finishing up with one lady, the man kept sticking his script in his face by way of reaching over the cash register. The poor pharmacist kept moving his head to be able to see what was typing and said nothing. This must have happend 6 or 7 times. Of course, I was inwardly fuming, but was waiting to see what happened. Should the pharmacist take the script and start to fill it I was prepared to speak up....BUT it turns out I didn't have to. When the pharmacist finished he moved over to me and took my script and filled it. Yay! Two times the pharmacists have made sure that I was treated properly and ignored the stupid line cutters who are arrogant enough to think they are more important than a sick child. KUDOS to the Muscat Private Hospital Pharmacy!!!!! Thank you!