Earlier this year, my husband and I went to Walgreens Yuma, Arizona to get a diabetic prescription. It was bad enough the counter person blurted out for all to hear not only what the prescription was for, but also my address, phone number, and insurance provider.
After this humiliation, the counter person further informed my husband that he needed a new prescription for his diabetic medication. (He did not need one, as he still had one refill coming).in a case of an emergency, by law, a pharmacy must give a diabetic their medication, prescription or not.
She refused until I told her that my husband was close to going into a diabetic shock, and that she personally would foot the ambulance bill if my husband faints. Rudely, and after much humiliation, she finally gave my husband his prescription.
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