I had the following conversation with a patient Saturday at CVS when I noticed a bouquet of flowers in her car.
Me: Are those flowers for me?
Her: No, they’re for my husband.
Me: Oh, what special thing did he do to deserve them?
Her: He passed away.
After that, I reverted back to the unremarkable, but inoffensive way to dispense a prescription: name, date of birth, any questions, thank you, have a good day.
