A Note

I got this in the mail today, coincidentally.

From the spouse of the patient I wrote about the last time.

I wasn't expecting this- but it was sent to my office. And the shameless softy that I am, I'll admit that it made me shed a few tears.

It's been a frustrating last few weeks; between the stupid bureaucracy of  insurance, having unhappy patients who are upset at me that I can't fix their obesity/fatigue/sex issues, the guilty of putting patients into financial hardship because of the expensive insulin prescriptions I write. And so, sometimes things like this make all the work worthwhile. Sometimes, all we need is just a few patients who really appreciate us, to make all the difference.