Farmacia Costanzo Laura

Purchased a pack of Nurofen fever and pain, (among other things wrong because they gave it to me 12 years old so you have to add another 3 EUR to the receipt for the exchange) and a pack of Benagol with honey spent 35 EUR this means profiting from people's health health health of people!!!

Excellent pharmacy even for those who don't live in Monteporzio, they offer free home delivery service for everyone, not just for those who can't leave home. A service that I discovered in times of Covid and which fortunately they continue today too. Very kind and professional. COMPLIMENTS!!!

Excellent and super-stocked pharmacy! Open 7 days a week, it is always a point of reference even for those who don't live in Monte Porzio. Dr. Costanzo, who is very competent, solved many things for us that other people, after making us spend money after money, achieved nothing.

The professionalism, kindness and patience of the people who work there are commendable. They are open from Monday to Sunday continuously from morning to 8pm. It is a bright pharmacy, that of Dr. Laura, and very large which - in addition to the medicines which must be prescribed with a prescription - makes good use of the display spaces where you can find many high quality products. over-the-counter quality for body and personal care. You will find offers and often even product trials. For elderly or sick people there is a home medicine delivery service. Furthermore, you can communicate quickly with the WhatsApp number where you can send your recipes and find them ready for collection.

Because I can't give less... I go in, suffering from intestinal pain and retching (I suspect a cappuccino drunk on the motorway a couple of hours earlier), and I ask the person serving me for a medicine. This one tells me that you have to ask the doctor. The doctor is dealing with the classic TV comedian client... for privacy I won't say which medicine she was asking for... Without even sparing a glance. A gentleman arrives and the sales assistant lets him pass, looking at me almost with annoyance because I was waiting at the counter (I am always in the grip of the aforementioned pain). A third lady approaches the shop assistant and, looking at me, begins to chatter in a low voice... Let me start by saying that I don't suffer from persecution delusions... At this point I go out and ask my husband to join me at the pharmacy... In the end I manage to get the medicines... I don't know but a doctor's eye should see when a person is really ill... My profound education it prevented me from putting it back directly on their floor... But it was a difficult effort.