Inside the Desperate Search for a Doctor
The ballparks of Cactus League baseball are spread out across the Arizona desert, and Uber is the most efficient way to get around. I was there last March with two friends, and our conversations with those drivers made it apparent that, aside from Drake and politeness, Canada is best known for its “free” health care. “Must be nice,” I heard more than once. I’d nod and change the subject, unwilling to burst their shimmering bubble.
The truth would have taken too long to explain. But here’s how I would have started: in Toronto, a city of three million people, 516,000 of us are without a primary care doctor. That’s one in six, an outrageous statistic that would have Tommy Douglas spinning in his…