One Minute? No Problem…

Emergency call one minute before Shabbos

It was a minute before Shabbos (Sabbath) candle lighting. Not a time when one expects to receive a phone call. But the Packters are used to this. They’re tzaddikim. Very unusual people . Always ready to help. And that means always.  I began talking very fast as soon as they picked up. Continue reading One Minute? No Problem…


Ezer Mizion Emergency Medical Station

Yated Ne’eman – Reshut Harabim
July 8, 2014

My one-year-old son fell and needed the gash on his head closed up. When I spoke to the Kupat Cholim’s hot line, I was advised to go directly to an emergency clinic under the auspices of the Kupah. Since I knew that the Kupat Cholim has a collaborative arrangement with Ezer Mizion, I asked if I could go there, rather than schlep to a distant clinic. They told me that Ezer Mizion does not do gluing.
But when I called Ezer Mizion, I learned that the doctor on call at Ezer Mizion does glue cuts. Indeed, we went there and were taken care of at the reduced cost of seven (yes, 7 !!!) NIS.
I want to take advantage of this important milieu to thank the people at Ezer Mizion for their courteous attention, speedy service, and warm smile.
Remember, even if the Kupat Cholim tells you that a particular service is not administered at Ezer Mizion, before making the trip to a remote clinic, it is always better to call and check with Ezer Mizion. It could well be that you can go there and save time, traveling, and perhaps even money.
Refuah shleimah!
B.B. Bnei Brak


A Typical Scene at the Emergency Room

My 13-year-old daughter just wanted to be helpful and save me time when she took the new, razor-sharp kitchen knife and started chopping vegetables for me. But when the knife slipped, causing a deep gash in her finger, the minutes saved cost me a good few hours, as we ended up spending the morning at the Hadassah Hospital Emergency food delivery IMG_0174

A hospital emergency room is a world in itself, as anyone who has experienced it can tell you: all kinds of people, all sorts of illness and injuries. And the ever-present smile of the Ezer Mizion volunteers deftly cutting through the heavy atmosphere.

The woman next to me looked so helpless and miserable. Continue reading A Typical Scene at the Emergency Room