Farmacia del Mare

These chemists should be awarded the golden palm of the less empathetic and professional pharmacists on earth. We stepped into their pharmacy (as we had been advised by the sailing team on the boat that had just sailed us from Levanto to Riomaggiore), holding our screaming four-year-old son in our arms. He was in agony after his tiny forefinger ha...

These chemists should be awarded the golden palm of the less empathetic and professional pharmacists on earth. We stepped into their pharmacy (as we had been advised by the sailing team on the boat that had just sailed us from Levanto to Riomaggiore), holding our screaming four-year-old son in our arms. He was in agony after his tiny forefinger had been crushed in the toilet doors on board the boat, minutes before. He was screaming in pain. My husband, my wounded son, my 2 daughters and I were in utter shock when the only response by the stern lady pharmacist was to propose to sell us a kit that you place in your freezer for to make ice (like we go on a daytrip with a portable freezer!!!). She looked at us with disdain and a callousness that will remain engraved in my heart for all my life and she wouldn't even have a look at our son's wound. We just needed a health expert to have a look at the wound and tell us if it looked broken or not. To know if we needed to rush to the nearest hospital in La Spezia or if opposedly, we could take it easy. In France, pharmacists always help out when you show up with a wound, especially if a young kid is hurt, crying, bleeding and visibly in agony. There, in this temple of callousness, we were just told not to bother the clients and to get out and go to the Croce Verde, which was closed and where when it finally opened we were told there would be no doctor working on this day. Their lack of humanity and sense of duty is scandalous.