For those of you who watch Brooklyn Nine Nine, there is a little line at the end of the show that says “not a doctor.” I have been repeating that to myself for the past few days. Even with all of the medical knowledge I have obtained, humans are not my specialty, and neither is neurology.
I have had some strange symptoms with vertigo, nausea, and some others, such as getting motion sickness from walking. I have tried to figure out what was going on myself. I finally was convinced to go to the doctor. Since I was out of town, I went to an urgent care center. I was mostly worried that I wasn’t going to be able to fly home the next day. I get motion sickness as it is, let alone being this hypersensitive to motion.
Dan, the physician assistant who tended to me was great. Honestly, he probably had the best bedside manner of any doctor I’ve had in a long time. I was given an intense cocktail of medications to get myself home. I was also given a note that says I need to see an ear, nose, and throat doctor as well as a neurologist.
As an almost medical professional, I need not be a hypocrite. I tell my mother to take her dog to the veterinarian for very subtle symptoms. Yet, I don’t go to the doctor while my world won’t stop spinning. I think this is a fault of a number of us in this field. We think we can handle it. We think we know what is best for us. However, I don’t have the expertise to diagnose myself. I wouldn’t want an MD trying to diagnose his or her horse. I can’t pretend I am an MD and diagnose myself. The one thing I can do with my degree in regards to my own health is be my own advocate.