Ha. (Or, for the Scrubs fans: "My Lucky Day")

[serinde]

[I have no icon indicating "smug". I really should.]

The anti-allergy meds are having no effect on Steve, other than making him dopey on top of being dizzy. When the D&D group arrived tonight, he shared his tale of woe; whereat Dr. Nick, "Sounds like BPPV to me. Didn't she test you for that?"

S: "No, I mean I asked her about it, but she said it was my allergies."
Dr.N: "Well it could be, but I don't see why she didn't test you for BPPV since you're supposed to for *medical phrase I didn't get* and it takes all of 30 seconds."
YHC: . o O ( I could be a doctor. Except for the parts involving slicing tracheas open. )

After the game, i.e. just now, Nick ran the Dix-Hallpike test on Steve and was delighted to find so classic a case of right-sided BPPV. They are now downstairs shaking the recalcitrant calcium crystals into alignment.

Comments

[lillilah]

I think the reason for my anger is that I am a) difficult to diagnose and b) come off as significantly more of an idiot than I actually am. I have a great deal of trouble getting doctors to listen to my actual words because something about me says to them "she's completely wrong about this and just a big whiner".