Anyway, I dropped it off thru the drive thru window and gave his date of birth and told him 'no known allergies' and said I'd be back in 20 minutes or so to pick it up.
So I came back. The woman clerk assisting the pharmacist (who I have never seen before and we know all of them that work there!!!) claimed that my son has never been to that pharmacy. Disagreeing with her, she went on to tell me that there was only one child with his name at my address but a different birth date.
Then I laughed out loud. Giggling, I told her that I must have mixed up the birthdates and told her the correct one. I went on to say that having 6 kids will do that to a momma.
She shook her head and clearly and matter of fact-ly and boldy said "You're crazy!"
No, not the "laughable-somewhat-true-oh-I-wish-I-had -more-kids-and-you -are-a-very-strong-woman-and-your-kids-are-so-adorable" comment.
Oh no. This was a totally serious statement.
Then I clearly said back to her "I am not crazy! and anyway we have another one on the way too!"
"What?!" Then her eyes did this dance where one bulged out and the other one did a circle dance while her head was shaking in disbelief. (I am not kidding). She then walked away from the window over to the counter.
At this point, feeling very nauseated from the fast food that we all gobbled down, I was not a happy camper with her response. In fact, I was hurt and felt as though I could throw up right there in front of her. I was embarrassed thinking that just maybe my kids were
Ok, so I am a bit hormonal. And I took her response personally. I do not know her and probably will never have any type of friendship with this woman. But I will pray for her, b/c somehow I have a feeling that she is bitter b/c of something in her past and we all need healing. So I will pray for her, simply b/c Jesus told us to 'pray for our persecutors' and there is great peace in that.