Thanks y'all for the reassuring emails and comments.
Turns out I am actually the most high-reactive-psycho-with-impaired-self-diagnosing-abilities.
Proof that one should never diagnose/treat oneself.
I guess when you spend the summer in a pit of MRSA it is bound to be on your list of differentials but really ABB? Really?? Gad! I am so annoyed with myself for jumping to that conclusion (and depleting my Bactrim stash).
IDIOT. IDIOT. IDIOT.
Stress does really weird things to rational thought processes. Really weird things. Funny how I can be calm when someone starts bleeding out of their eye sockets in front of me but when I have a few bumps of folliculitis on my leg I completely fly off the handle.
I am actually so embarrassed I thought about taking the original MRSA post down, but then thought, no...I'll leave it as a reminder to myself of what happens when I turn into an irrational medical student/emergency nurse.
I promise I will use this event as a lesson for the future.
IDIOT!
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ABB? What's that?
Also, don't feel bad about getting a taste for self-diagnosis. After my hearing loss case I thought I had an acoustic neuroma. And after one troubling grey BM, I was positive I had Primary Sclerosing Cholangitis. Turned out I had just eaten a job lot of blueberries.
I'm just glad my current crop of cases are all about pregnancy!
Hope you're feeling better
ABx
"ABB" is the shortened version of "albinoblackbear" hence why I chuckled when almost referred to you with that acronym.
Hilarious. We have the same curriculum. Lemme guess, Gerrard* the machinist? The Coakleys* and their conception issues? I shudder to recall the day I broke down and bought an embryo textbook.
Yes doing much better, thanks! :)
*Not real names people in blogland, don't worry, I am not that unprofessional!
Sorry! The minute I thought about for more than 30 seconds I realised how daft I was!
This week is mother with learning difficulties and a bun in the oven. All our cases are written by heads of different specialities, so we've got a string of cases concocted by the O+G consultant who men want to be and women want to be with!
Urgh. I never realised how I'd managed to sleep-walk through the science of human reproduction until now.
Ahh, ok so not *exactly* the same then. Just figured since we had sensorineural hearing loss then preggo cases last fall.
Damn--sounds like you got some hip lecturers.
We've got a couple of consultants that are great lecturers. Many who breeze in and sit in front of the laptop and read off PPP slides verbatum. And a couple who tuck their ties into hiked up trousers....or pronounce migraine, "mee-graine".
So much for my dermatology skills. I figured it was a cutaneous Treponema Pallidum infection.
Chuckle. Glad you're okay.
I heard at some time that med students routinely think they're infected with whatever disease process they are currently studying. Is there a name for that? It escapes me.
I think its called Medstudentitis. I'm glad you are ok ABB! Don't be so hard on yourself girl, we've all been there :)....
Grump---hahah, see? If you hear hoofbeats you think "neuro problem!"
If I hear them--I think "MRSA!!!!!!!!"
We can't help it! It is what we know. And no, I didn't have a painless chancre. Hahah.
Fordo--It's true, my sweet darling study partner Margaret (who is the picture of 26 year old gorgeous Irish-woman) was convinced she had emphysema last year during that section. I thought I had esophageal cancer also last year for about 4 days, also. Though I didn't actually start myself on chemotherapy that time.
And I agree with Ninja--I think it is medstudentitis.
Ninja--aw thanks so much. I still feel like a tool though! :)
We all do it. Don't feel bad. :)
Grumpy- you should look into an ID fellowship...;)
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