Yesterday, it was a blistering 150 degrees and I had to run over to the pharmacy after picking up my kids from school. I parked in the shade and asked my kids if they wanted to run in with me or stay in the car. They unanimously said they wanted to stay in the car (well, my toddler didn’t really have a vote) so I ran into the pharmacy.
The longest time it has ever taken me to pick up my prescription was maybe 2 minutes. But yesterday there were people everywhere. I don’t know if it was national drug day or overstock clearance or what, but I’ve never seen so many people spending good money on hallucinogenics outside of Amsterdam.
So I’m waiting in line, and I remember that it’s 150 degrees outside and my kids are in the car. All these thoughts are flying through my empty head.
I parked in the shade, but what if my kids brains are frying in this heat?
My oldest is smart enough to open the door if it gets hot, right?
Get off the cell phone already! Oh please keep talking right in my ear — haven’t you heard of personal space?
I’m going to jail for leaving my kids in the car, what was I thinking?
Margarita? That guy just asked for a margarita? You get these here too?
How much medicine could she be buying? Does she need a shopping cart?
That old man is going to get in front of me. Yeah, he can’t walk so well, but he could sit down and wait. He has a walker to lean on too — I don’t. How horrible of me to think that? How selfish I am!
My kids are still in the car. I need to get out of here — my kids! I can hear their brains sizzling.
It’s so hot! Perfect day for ice cream. Man, I still haven’t gotten Baskin Robbins Chocolate with Peanut Butter ice cream. I’ve been back in the states for 9 months too!
Ice cream would be so good. I wonder what’s on tv tonight. Oh summertime—repeats. Nothing good.
Oh, look at her sandals! Those sandals are so cute! Where did she get those?
Hurry up! Just pay for the medicine and figure out how to use it later!
Calm down. The kids are fine. Just relax.
It’s almost my turn! Uh-huh, yeah. Uh-huh.
Here’s my card, here’s the money. Hurry, up. Can’t you find it? Come on, I called 5 days ago. I wonder what it would be like to be a pharmacist. Why do they need so much training? Don’t you just count pills and explain drug stuff. How hard is that really? I could do that. I wouldn’t want to do that, would I? Probably pays well. Boring job though. Did I hear a siren? They’re coming to take my kids away from me! Hurry, lady, any drug will do!
My kids were fine when I got back into the car with my drugs. I wasn’t arrested, and my son said, “Hot? It wasn’t hot in here, mom. We’re in the shade!” They had a blast playing with their water bottles. My son was thrilled with his “world record” time of 11 seconds balancing the bottle on his head. And I had been worried.