The surgery in Cromer never ceases to amaze me with the number of times they cock things up.
I'm currently on two forms of medication, Zopiclone, to help me sleep
at night, and Citalopram, an anti-depressant, which stops me from going
mad. I took in my repeat prescriptions last Monday. They were on two
different pieces of paper, because Dr. Lennox recently changed the
doseage.
So on Saturday morning I go down to the local chemist to pick up my
pills. Guess what? Yep, you guessed it, the loveable folks at the
surgery fucked up again, and only sent the prescription for the
Zopiclone. But because they now close on a Saturday morning, I couldn't
do anything to sort it out. So now I've got to go through all the hassle
of sorting this out on Monday morning, in the hope that I don't have to
go without my medication for a couple of days.
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