The demand apathy that doctors increasingly face
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 …