Demand Apathy

Monday afternoons are always the same.  I pick up the kids from their grandparents.  We drive home with their backpacks and a carton of home made food.  We park in the garage, and carry all the contents of the car into the house.  As the kids unload, I push the recycle container to the front for street pickup the next day.  Occasionally, I stop and socialize.  Yesterday, I waited at the edge of the sidewalk as a neighbor approached.  A young healthy fellow, I was surprised to see his posture stooped and his head bent forward.  Apparently he was under the weather.  He had a slew of symptoms: fevers, chills, and a sore back.  I enquired about his recent doctors visit.  His physician was top rate, I had suggested him myself.  But that's when my neighbor's face became particularly animated.  His visit  the week before had ended in blood tests and an Xray.  But seven days later, no results.  In fact, several calls over the last forty eight hours had been left unanswered.  I shook my head, and watched him stumble into his house.  I knew his doctor to be of high quality, but ever since he had been bought by the local hospital, the number of complaints had risen.  It was a common issue.  A few patients each week were showing up at my doorstep because they felt like the practice they had been going to for years no longer cared for them.  I would like to ...
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