Easy Money

A Brazilian traveler had left her medication at home. Could I drive to Hermosa Beach and write some prescriptions? The caller was the guest’s travel insurer.

When hotel guests call directly, I tell them to go to a pharmacy and explain what they need. I would approve over the phone. It’s free; everyone is happy.

Before I could offer to do the same, the dispatcher informed me that, as a new service, the insurance would pay for visits to replace prescriptions. I could not turn down easy money.

It turned out not to be so easy. Helpfully, the traveler’s family doctor had faxed his prescriptions, but the writing was illegible and in Portuguese. There followed half an hour of phone calls to pharmacies and to Brazil and Google searches before I found the American equivalent of three of the four. The fourth never turned up, but it was probably an herbal remedy.

 

It Never Hurts to Check

Universal Assistance asked me to visit a sick Costa Rican in Downy, a suburb of Los Angeles about thirty miles distant.

She gave the hotel address: 9640 Bell Avenue.

“Is that B – e – l – l?” I asked, spelling it out because English is never the native language of travel insurance dispatchers.

“Yes,” she said.

On Google maps (“29.4 miles; 39 minutes”), that address turned up in an adjacent city five miles away but not Downy itself. My first instinct was to accept it. As a visitor, the Costa Rican was unfamiliar with local geography. But several unhappy experiences persuaded me that it never hurts to check. 

“Not ‘Bell,’ said the desk clerk when I phoned. “It’s B – u – e – l – l.  Buell.”  Google found it in Downy.

Googling a Hotel Doctor

If you get sick in a local hotel, you might google “Los Angeles hotel doctor.” My name turns up but only with links to this blog. I don’t have a web site. Nor do my long-established competitors.

However, several young doctors eagerly offer their services. All promise to arrive promptly and deliver superior care. Don’t take their word for it. Rating services such as Yelp are unanimously enthusiastic. Five out of five stars.

In fact, sick guests are more likely to appeal to the hotel than the internet, but these doctors have also been working their charms on bellmen, concierges, and desk clerks.

All this takes money and work, but it’s not going to waste. Veteran hotel doctors possess an exquisite ability to detect an interloper, and these whippersnappers are definitely setting foot in my territory. Listening to my colleagues grumble, I know they are not immune.

As I complain regularly, only a minority of general managers have the good sense to designate an individual, usually me, as the house doctor. I have never solicited hotel employees. It wasn’t necessary when I began because there was no competition. I’m too shy or perhaps too lazy to begin. It would probably be a good idea. 

A Light at the End of the Tunnel

I’ve been warning that this blog may vanish on January 15 when my E-mail provider, Physicians On-Line, goes out of business. Google could make it easy for bloggers to change their primary E-mail, but it turns out to be nearly impossible. However, Google does allow us to invite another person to join the blog and share all contributing and editing privileges.

So I sent an invitation to myself which I accepted. Google apparently has no objection to two Mike Oppenheim’s hosting a blog, identical in all areas except E-mail. I keep my fingers crossed that one will remain after the 15th.