The Hotel Doctor

The experiences of a Los Angeles hotel and housecall doctor.

Friday, September 11, 2015

Girls Are the Best

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  “...allo!!” shouted a little girl from her bed as I walked in, but that was her only English. Her French parents had called because she...
Monday, September 7, 2015

A Dog-Eat-Dog Business, Part 10

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My last post reported a housecall service that charged an unbelievable fee. By an odd coincidence within a week I came across another new...
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Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Lost in Translation, Part 2

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5:30 a.m. Saturday is an ideal time for a call. I had finished writing and was sitting down to breakfast. I told the dispatcher I would b...
Friday, August 14, 2015

A Medicolegal Housecall

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Stepping out of the shower, a Doubletree guest stumbled and nicked his leg. He had paid little attention, but now, two days later, the wo...
Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Another Wee-Hour Call

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It was midnight when the phone woke me. An Emirate flight attendant at the Hilton in Costa Mesa needed a doctor. That Hilton is in Oran...
Saturday, July 25, 2015

Trusting the Guest to Take Care of Things

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A guest at the Crowne Plaza was feeling under the weather. The guest spoke poor English but, through the bellman, asked if I took his ...
Sunday, July 5, 2015

Sometimes This is a Thankless Job

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A one year-old at the Ramada was fussy and congested, but my exam was normal. She had a cold, I explained. It was not serious but might ...
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