U.T.I.

So all of us have an Achilles heal right? Well mine are U.T.I.'s.........if you are a guy then you may want to stop reading.........that stands for urinary tract infection. I've always gotten them since I was a little girl and I've kind of just gotten used to them. So surprise surprise this last week I've felt one coming on. No big deal. I go to insta care (where they know me by name) do my business and walla! I get a lovely prescription. Problem solved. So hear is where my story gets interesting.......

I've always had a thing about Pharmacists. I HATE how you walk up to them and hand them a little piece of paper and suddenly they know every little embarrassing detail about your life. The worst was when I was first married and I would hand them my prescription for birth control and their eyes would look me up and down in disapproval and I could almost hear their thoughts saying, "oh this young teenage girl is sneaking around....tsk tsk tsk.....if only her parents knew......."

So tonight I go to fill my prescription and I walk up to the counter and guess who is there waiting to take my order? A mix between Jonathon Rhys Meyers and Gilles Marini, accompanied with the accent and all. If you don't know who they are maybe these will help paint a picture in your head....



Now obviously I am a VERY happily married girl, but come on! I don't want this male model reading about my bladder infection! Seriously?!? I stand there listening to his thick accent tell me that the small pills will make my urine turn bright orange and any other liquid that may escape my body. I guess my face must of looked confused because then he tries to think of examples for me.......HP (hunky pharmacist)- "your tears, (pause) your contacts if you wear them, (pause) your saliva, (pause) oh do you sleep with a white pillow?" me- "Uh, a white pillow? Uh...ummm, well its not really white, I mean its kind of ummm off white I guess so no its not like white white......." HP- "If you sweat in your sleep you could stain your pillow." me- "haha *nervous laugh* well I don't sweat in my sleep so..........(long pause)......." HP- "that's good, I'm not sure if you can wash it out or not." me- "oh.......haha.......ya........that is good then....ha......ha......"

I'm sorry to say that it goes on like this for a while and I am absolutely mortified just thinking about it. So embarrassing! I totally stop paying attention to him as he tells me what the white pills do and clumsily sign his electronic pad and get the heck out of there as fast as I can. Worst part of this is that I didn't pay attention when he probably told me not to take the pills with diary (drank a huge glass of milk with both of them) and got pretty sick as the result. Tonight was not my finest of nights. Can't we go back to the days where the pharmacists were pasty and old and you could barely see them over the counter??? Ughhh! Needless to say I think I will try a different pharmacy the next time I get a dreaded UTI ;)