“I am from Maryland and drove 8 hours to this town for a vacation at cedar point. During this time my purse had been stolen and in that purse was my insulin pump PDM. This required me to use syringes until I was able to get home. Every pharmacy turned me away because I didn't have a prescription (I lost my insurance when I turned 26 and was waiting for my benefits to kick in). At this point I began to get panicky because without the pump my sugars started creeping into the mid 300's and no one believed the fact that I needed the syringes for insulin. I finally went into this store and the pharmacist, I believe his name was Keith, was so kind and compassionate. I brought my vial of insulin in with me as my only proof and he was the only one that day that believed me. Can you imagine how that felt for me? That I have this illness where I could die without syringes and yet no one believed me. Keith decreased my anxiety and told me someone had to do something nice for me that day. I am so thankful for him or else I could have ended up in the emergency room with keto acidosis.”
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“I am from Maryland and drove 8 hours to this town for a vacation at cedar point. During this time my purse had been stolen and in that purse was my insulin pump PDM. This required me to use syringes until I was able to get home. Every pharmacy turned me away because I didn't have a prescription (I lost my insurance when I turned 26 and was waiting for my benefits to kick in). At this point I began to get panicky because without the pump my sugars started creeping into the mid 300's and no one believed the fact that I needed the syringes for insulin. I finally went into this store and the pharmacist, I believe his name was Keith, was so kind and compassionate. I brought my vial of insulin in with me as my only proof and he was the only one that day that believed me. Can you imagine how that felt for me? That I have this illness where I could die without syringes and yet no one believed me. Keith decreased my anxiety and told me someone had to do something nice for me that day. I am so thankful for him or else I could have ended up in the emergency room with keto acidosis.”