The Hotel Doctor

He had been coughing for several days, a guest explained, adding that he probably needed a Z-pak. When a patient suggests he needs an ant...

In 1975 I and a friend were fresh out of internship. He had a job at a Los Angeles clinic that remained open during the weekend. Few pat...

2 a.m. calls rarely thrill me, but this was from the Beverly West, a boutique hotel that never calls. Happily, I threw on my suit and dr...

“I have the European plague. I need a doctor.” “Excuse me?...” “I have the European plague. I need a doctor for the American pla...

In the Pasadena Sheraton last Sunday, my phone rang for a visit in Irvine. Pasadena is twenty miles from home, Irvine fifty miles. I wou...

A lady with a cold phoned for a doctor at 4 p.m. on a Tuesday. From my home to hers in the Hollywood Hills required a thirteen mile ...

A young woman at the Georgian Hotel felt a cold coming on, so she inspected her throat and discovered a dozen bumps on the far end of he...