Hey, Doctor! It’s been a while.”
I love it when parking valets recognize me. That
was the good news. The ‘it’s been a while’ was not so good. This was my first
visit of the year to Le Parc, an upscale West Hollywood hotel. It was once a
regular, calling 20 to 40 times per year since 1993.
Hotel doctoring is viciously competitive, and
another doctor had worked his magic. But hope springs eternal; hotels
occasionally realize their mistake and return to the fold. Maybe this was a
sign.
The guest had injured her leg five days earlier.
X-rays in an emergency room were negative, but since yesterday her pain had
worsened. I didn’t find anything abnormal except for a huge black-and-blue
mark. This may have been normal healing, but she needed another X-ray.
“Doctor O! How’s business!” The desk clerk also
recognized me. When I ask why a hotel has stopped calling, employees always
respond that no one has been sick, so I’ve stopped asking. But I couldn’t
resist. The desk clerk assured me that no one had been sick.
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