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XVP- My "trip" at the Sun

Hi,
  My lady friend's daughter loves the musical group, Rascal Flats.
So when she heard I could get freebies to see them on Friday, she
asked me if I would go to the Sun. I agreed and decided to visit a
day earlier via bus, in order to get some time in on $Pick'Em & the
9/6 Jacks.( More about that in another post). Anyway on Friday
morning I decided to go to the exercise room for some treadmill
work. I have been a runner for over 30 years and have used a
treadmill about a dozen times. For the first time I also plugged in
headphones in order to listen to the TV above my machine. It costs
15 pts. to use the room( up from $10/last year).
  Anyway after running for about ten minutes I lost concentration and
slipped ! To make a long story short, I really messed up both legs
from the knee to the top of my ankle socks. Immediately the
attendant came over. I was bleeding from several abrasions on each
leg. They sat me outside the spa and someone went to get me an ice
bag. When I asked for gauze pads and tape, I was informed that there
wasn't a first aid kit either in the exercise room or the spa !! I
was dumbfounded. Finally they called EMTS who are stationed on the
Mohegan Sun grounds. They gave me pads and tape but didn't have
anything like a bacitracin/neosporin to cleanse or protect the
wound. Now I understand that they don't want to get involved in
dealing with meds but certainly something as harmless as these
ointments or one of the over the counter first aid sprays should have
been part of their supplies. Of course the fact that there wasn't a
first aid kit available in the first place bothered me more than my
injuries.
  I went back to my room , showered and then managed to find some
neosporin in a kit in the sundrie shop beside the hotel elevators.
  Later that evening I realized that I would need new pads to redress
the wounds the next day. When I asked secuirty as to the whereabouts
of a first aid station, I was informed that there wasn't one in the
casino/hotel but that I could call the EMTS who would attend to me.
I explained what had happened that morning and didn't want to call
EMTS for a few gauze pads, but in fact eventually had to( the EMT guy
was not that happy when he realized why he was called). That was the
only way I could get more pads !! What kind of a place is this ?
I'm thinking of writing to the VP of hotel operations. Anyone have
any other suggestions?
  Yes.. I know its Indian grounds and not Conn. territory.

                       Larry Feldman

PS.. BTW one of the security supervisors told me that I should have
called a casino host since " they could get anything".

I had even something more ridiculous happen to me when I first went
to the Sun 3 years ago. I got a cut somewhere on my hand and needed
a simple small bandaid. Over what, I don't even know nor remember
because it was so small and incidental. But it would not go away by
itself, and I needed something to cover the cut to stop the tiny bit
of blood flow. I approached a dozen employees, none of which had any
access to a bandaid, but all said they do not have any first-aid
kits. All I heard was that they could call 911 and get an
ambulance! I was about to give up when a found another employee whom
just happened to carry a few bandaids for his own personal safety,
and gave me one, and I was okay. I forgot that my car (and every
other Mercedes), comes with a first-aid kit as standard equipment.
God forbid if a casino, (with over 10,000 employess), comes with a
first-aid kit as standard equipment.

My other ridiculous incident (about the same time) came when I
brought a letter, I wanted mailed, with me to the casino because the
address was in that same part of the state. No one there could tell
me where I could mail it; they said they had a couple mailboxes that
they took out after 9/11. I go "what about the offices? they got to
be mailing stuff out every day ... isn't there any outgoing mail you
could put this with?" No one had any answers; no one even knew who
to ask who would have any answers. I asked where does the mailman
come to pick-up and deliver mail. All I got was this clueless "deer
in the headlights" look. Now this was at night; however, I thought
this is an Indian reservation and I hope they've gotten past using
the pony express.

PS. I remember now. I had suffered a dreaded paper cut.