Now, we can walk across Columbia Street to see our doctor.
There's a medical clinic just across the street. When I visited a few weeks ago, they recommended a brand-new physician who would be practicing there. We set up an appointment for today as we were away last week visiting Montreal. We saw him at 11:15 for a joint appointment, and luckily he agreed to take us on. We had to fill out some forms so our confidential medical records could be transferred.
Yay! It feels as though we won a little lottery. Our new practitioner just got out of training, so he will be up-to-date at whatever is being taught nowadays in medical school. He might be too young to need to shave daily; however, I can pretty much bet he will not retire until well after we stop requiring a doctor!