Physician, heal thyself
It's happening again. My mind is exercising its power, making me more neurotic.
The process of training to be a doctor offers privileges and opportunities. We are given access to people's lives, and are allowed to take part in ward rounds, clinics, and surgeries. We are encouraged to become caring, skilled professionals.
But being a medical student does bring with it certain demands and drawbacks. We are pressured physically, emotionally, and intellectually over a five year course. Illness, distress, and death are difficult to deal with when they occasionally occur in our own lives, but to cope with it professionally takes its toll. However, this goes with the job. What we don't necessarily know is the hypochondria that medical education engenders.
For me it manifests itself as feeling that every twinge is a tumour. Usually, the syndrome depends on the topic we are being taught at the time. So, after