Today has been a busy day, as it was our last day in Sydney. We cleaned the flat, got out some US dollars and went to the doctor for some malaria tablets. We had been assured by our good friend who happens to be a pharmacist that getting the 5 months supply we needed on a private script wouldn't be a problem and the cost would only be about $22 a month, so not too excessive. So like the trusting individuals we are we toddled off to the doctor and asked for a private script. We ducked in next door to the pharmacist and spent 30 minutes watching him enter things into the computer and label the 40 boxes of doxy! He then rang it up and asked us for $480......
our jaws dropped and the power of speech deserted us temporarily. As we stuttered our disbelief, we reached for our wallets (obviously we'd rather pay the money than risk malaria). The pharmacist obviously sensing our discomfort at parting with all this money voided the transaction and went back for another go. He came back with an offer of $240, and what might have started out sounding expensive all of a sudden sounded like a bargain. So we are now armed with 40 boxes of doxy and have two hours tomorrow morning to work out how it fits into the pack!!
2 comments:
gee Ellen,
where's your pharmacist doing his business? could do with some bargains!
have lots of fun on your travels, will follow your blog religously...
Antoinette
What's a little malaria between friends? :P
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