Last Tuesday, I stood in line at the pharmacy for the third time that month. The guy behind me sighed and muttered something about “this place being his second home.” I laughed because, honestly, same. Between my blood pressure pills, cholesterol medication, and that cream for my shoulder, I was practically on a first-name basis…
You know that moment when you pick up your prescription and the bottle looks completely different from last time? Maybe the pills are a different color, or the name on the label isn’t what your doctor wrote on the prescription pad. I see the confusion on patients’ faces every day, and honestly, I don’t blame…