I am a third world doctor. My patients have first world expectations. Somewhere in the middle, I end up working too hard and then going home feeling cheated. For I too have expectations. I am in a tension between the reality and my aspirations. In Jamaica, health care is free. Day after day, and night after night its freeness is confirmed, tested. But the system is inanimate. It doesn't feel its own failure, ...

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