It's a good idea to have the French Larousse App on your iPhone so you can tell the Doc exactly what's wrong with you in Paris. It's also a good idea to have an Angel 😇 in Paris.
Where to go if something goes wrong, but not too terribly wrong that requires a hospital? Every arrondissement has several Centre Medical. Just Google and add the arrondissement - 75004,75019 etc. Et voila, Google provides addresses, hours and a map. My Angel 😇 in Paris, author Rosemary FLANNERY, told me this. She suggested if I come to the Centre Medical she went to, she could give me a 'canne Anglais' 🦯 to walk with afterwards.
Rosemary lives in 75009. I am in 75004. Two buses later I was there. Or rather another, swankier clinic, Centre Medical Auber at 9, rue Boudreau since it was a tad closer I waltzed in like I owned the place. I had no appointment by the way. Believe me at 8:15am I pretty much had the place to myself.
I waited only 10 minutes. Then showed my passport & insurance papers(not good for anything but hospitalization). I explained/read the words above that my cheville/ankle was sprained and paid 23 euros.
Then I saw an adorably, funny doctor who made endless jokes. He gave me the paper below to get an ex-ray downstairs in the radiologie department. Et voila! Easy peasy!!
Aside from the sex change, tout va bien. NYC was never like this bebe!
I took the l’encenser, rather than the stairs with my sprained ankle. It helps, in a French elevator to know that -1 is sous sol/downstairs.
The Green button is the ground floor or exit.
I was told to wait for reception to open at 9:00 am. I was warned I would have to wait 15 minutes? Come to NYC folks & find out what waiting is like in a doctor's office.
Do all radiologie offices have faux pink 🌸 cherry blossoms on the ceilings?
At 9:05 reception called my name, looked at my papers and asked me to pay 24 euros for the x-ray. A woman got me shortly after, helped me on the table, took shots of my ankle & told me to come back Saturday morning for results. Tomorrow is a public holiday. THAT WAS IT.
I was out of there by 9:15 am!
A short hobble over to the Illy café to meet my angel 😇 Rosemary. Admittedly some of the décor would have looked quite cheery after spartan Centre Medical Auber. No snacks were offered at the Centre as I recall but nothing is perfect.
Meet my angel, Rosemary FLANNERY. Don't ask me why she spells her last name all in caps. This woman can do no wrong.
I wrote about her book 📕 here. Please take a look. It's a heavenly book in my humble opinion.
I would like to say I hopped onto the bus 🚌 but that ain't so. Still having the crutch (from darling Rosemary😇 ) gets you a seat fast.
A pit stop at Monoprix Opera to stock up on fav salad (right) for the holiday. I bought 3.
Waiting for the next bus, I wanted to yell at this French girl (putting on her new baskets 👟 ).
"Get HIGHTOPS for goodness sakes",
but you can't do that in Paris. In New York you could. I went home to make tea for my afternoon guests at the Salon Parisbreakfast.
A mini tea 🫖
C'est comme ca.
