Laurie made my day and I in turn made my patient's. She is the busiest woman in the world who is my friend. She knew I was having a rough week and that I was at work; she helped me more than she'll ever know. Today she brought me flowers. My face lit up! She might not feel like it, but our five minutes were like an injection of medicine. How could she know that the day hated me so much and didn't want to get up or go to work. How I've been. How talking to someone else, even for a minute, makes all the difference. Nothing I was busy doing at work seemed as hard. Five minutes.