I don’t know who was more confused, the pharmacist or I?
For many many years I have used a nasal spray called Nasonex to manage a 24/7 sinus hay-fever issues.
|My drug of choice|
Every now and again I take a break of said medication, often wondering what the long-term side effects/ legacy of my drug of choice is going to do to me. I am fearing the lining in my nose may disintegrate.
This time I have left it a little too long:
I struggle for breath and am berating myself for not filling my prescription sooner; you know lessons learnt the ones you never pay any attention to till it’s too late. I have done this before.
That and the annoying fact that the Government has changed the subsidy on Nasonex, making it harder to get any sort of refund, I know stop complaining we live in the lucky country and lets face it they need every penny they can get. Me thinks that the subsidy is on the way out.
So for now I have been using an over the counter nasal spray, twice a day which magically allows me to breath freely as an interim till I can sort myself out or in other words get my act together.
My problem with this fabulous spray is the warning label stating, not to be used for more than 5 successive days.
Well on the 10th day of use, my nose is a bit sensitive, go figure, so I hunt down my repeat subscription for Nasonex take it to a pharmacy that I hate, purely time challenged and convenience got the better of me, trust me they are horrible here and I avoid them at all costs.
Greeted with a cherry condescending hello, leave it with us and pick up after you’ve done your groceries.
I return half an hour later only to be advised that the prescription has expired
Mutter mutter under my breath, didn’t endear me to them one little bit.
I March out the door to wonder when the hell am I going to fit in a doctors appointment. Aside from the fact that I will have a three-week wait to see my doctor, oh the pain, and I love her but not now!
So I sat on this information for a couple of days knowing that I really am going to have to make that appointment as I sniff the magic potion up my now very sensitive nose.
Light Bulb Moment:
I know I will go to mychemist and buy some hay-fever tablets it tide me over.
I explained my situation to the first assistant to ask me, she had such a lovely clueless face
Firstly she was trying to sell me some hay fever medication to relieve my eyes which by the way aren’t red or watery, so where she was going with that I don’t know, may be I looked that bad. They soon got the picture and sought out the pharmacist to deal with me, I don’t mean to be difficult but I was wearing my badge and that generally has assistants scattering for cover.
Here we go again:
I explained in detail my issues and needs because it’s all about me.
I also insisted that there was to be no Pseudoephedrine that stuff is lethal to me, I don’t I repeat I don’t sleep one dot when I have that medication.
‘No problem’ he says, try’s to sell me a saline solution to clear my nose.
‘But my nose isn’t blocked as I have been using the nasal spray for 10 days 5 days too long’ I say ‘So I don’t see how that’s going to help me’, no reasoning with me in this slightly panicked state.
Well he said ‘You use this saline solution as well as Pseudoephedrine and then Sinus Decongestant PE, but not on a consistent basis or for more than 5 days’.
Go figure isn’t that what I’ve been telling him?
Well I said, ‘How’s that going to work when I have been using this one (over the counter nasal spray) for 10 days when I should have been using for only 5 days’.
‘Aren’t I just replacing one for the other which will then take me to 15 days consistent use, same product different method’?
Bit like a Laurel and Hardy comedy show.
- · We tossed this information back and forth for 5 minutes
- · He made no sense and probably neither did I
- · checked again upon my insistence that the medication didn’t contain Pseudoephedrine
I said I would call him in the middle of the night if I was unable to sleep
I don’t know that he knew whether to take me seriously or not, I don’t think he got my sense of humour, he just smiled and nodded politely.
So I bought said medication and will be drugged up till I can get to the doctors.
Sitting here looking at the labeling of the Chemmart brand I have discovered that it is made in India, sold to me by an Asian gentleman, bought by a kiwi living in Australia
Multiculturalism at its best?
All I want to do is to be able to breath, please.