I went to a pharmacy today to buy amoxicillin for a friend who’s home sick. (Note: medicine here is cheap and most is available over the counter.) I went to the 24-hour pharmacy that also sells (well, used to sell) electricity credit so that I could get both things taken care of. Here’s the conversation that ensued (in Portuguese):
Me: Do you have amoxicillin?
P(harmacist): Um…yes. (Long pause during which I think he hasn’t understood what I asked for or that he’s waiting for me to explain something further) Capsules? For an adult?
P: Do you have a prescription?
Me: No, sorry. Do I need a prescription? It’s for my friend who’s sick at home.
P: Yes, you need a prescription for all antibiotics.
Me: Okay. Thank you. One more thing, you don’t sell Credelec?
Me: Okay. Thank you.
(I turn to leave and am about halfway to the door.)
P: It’s a possibility.
Me: (Walking back to the counter) Sorry? A possibility?
P: It’s a possibility to buy amoxicillin.
Me: I can buy amoxicillin?
P: How much do you need?
Me: Um. I don’t know.
P: A week?
Me: Sure. One week.
P: (Hands me two packets of capsules) 70 meticais ($2.80)
Me: Two per day?
P: Three per day.
Me: Thank you.