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Standing in a long queue at the pharmacy is always stressful. It often seemed to Nancy as she needed medication for shingles and was at the end of an emotional tether, all the people ahead of her needed so much.
Some needed translations into Spanish. Some needed calls made to their doctors. Some elderly people needed a multitude of help.
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Nancy needed to return home; shingles was eating up any energy she had. But she would not give up her spot in the line, since she was the next person up, after a frail old woman finished talking with the pharmacy technician. Nancy gritted her teeth, and then overheard the old woman speaking.
“That much? It costs that much?” She opened her wallet. “I don’t have enough…I guess I will have to wait until next week to pick this prescription up…”
The technician explained to her that the doctor said she needed to start taking this prescription today. The woman stepped away and said she would have to think about what she could give up today, so she could buy the medicine.
Nancy took her place in front of the technician. Impulsively, Nancy leaned in and whispered, “How much does that woman need to pay for that prescription?”
The technician hesitated, but leaned forward and whispered, “About fifteen dollars.”
Nancy checked her purse. She had a five, three ones, and one twenty dollar bill. She pulled out the twenty. “Here…I’ll pay for her prescription, but you can’t tell her who gave the money.”
Surprised, the technician took the money. As Nancy left the counter and walked through the store, she heard the elderly woman called over the speaker. Then she heard the woman exclaim. Relief was in her voice.
Nancy smiled. She needed to hear that.
This is a true story. I was there. With my shingles.