We've been without a family doctor for a long time now, the "orphan patients" that the media likes to go on and on about. When I took Ice to the ER at the beginning of August, the receptionist gave him a sheet of paper that said there were two new doctors coming to town (husband and wife) and that they would be registering new patients later in the month. I stuck the paper in my purse and promptly forgot all about it.
Until today. Which also happened to be the last day to register.
When the girls got home, I pushed them back out the door and we headed over to the clinic. Got there about 15 minutes before they closed (people came in after us!), filled out the paperwork, answered the girl's questions, and now we have a family doctor. Ice still doesn't, unfortunately, because you had to physically be there to register, but maybe I can convince them to take him on later.