My primary care physician is an excellent doctor, but he is overworked and potentially overwhelmed with his duties as head of his department. 

Luckily for me and his other patients, he has a Godsend of a nurse practitioner.  As far as I can tell, all nurse practitioners are a gift in these difficult times. But mine is special.  And I wanted her to know that. 

So, I decided to bring flowers to my appointment with her for my annual “wellness” exam.  As always, she left nothing to chance that morning.  For example, when I asked her about a new medication I had heard about, she immediately checked it out (only to find that the cost is prohibitive).

She told me that these days, she worries more about her patients’ anxiety than their health.   Her hopeful outlook is “what drains your battery also recharges it”.

She loved the bouquet I brought her.