Oh that's good! The same thing happened to me, pretty much. I used to work across the street from an otolaryngologist, and one time I developed a sort of "click" in my throat. Didn't know what it was, but it didn't feel like an infection. It was just...weird. So I happened to mention to the doc when he was in the pharmacy, that I had something wrong with my throat, I didn't know what, but that it probably wasn't an infection. And he send "Come on over". So after work, I did. He did a brief exam, and scheduled work at Mass Eye and Ear, where he was a clinical professor. So at MEEI, I get a battery of tests, including fluoroscopes (video xrays) of my throat while swallowing barium. The results come back. Idiopathic Aseptic Epiglottitis. I said to him, "Doc, I'm in the field, I know that's Greek for 'You have something wrong with your throat, I don't know what it is, but it isn't an infection'"
I probably should have just gone to Berlitz %^).
EPILOGUE
I think he gave me a course of prednisone or suchlike. But it came back. I went back to MEEI. He was about to irradiate my noggin again when a resident came in and said "We could use the MashitaScope". And my guy -- the professor -- says "You'll have to show me how to use it". Right. Just what I wanted to hear. Turns out there are two of these on the planet and MEEI has one. They cost in the six figures. It looks like a Dymo Label Maker with a fiber optic cable sticking out of the "muzzle". And now I'm a celebrity, with a crowd of excited residents around me.
But at least I had a good time. My guy's old school. Doesn't like dibucaine for an anesthetic. So he sticks a cotton pledget in my nostril. It's soaked in 10% cocaine solution. That I had made for him.
Re: Jargon
Date: 2007-03-17 12:12 am (UTC)Oh that's good! The same thing happened to me, pretty much. I used to work across the street from an otolaryngologist, and one time I developed a sort of "click" in my throat. Didn't know what it was, but it didn't feel like an infection. It was just...weird. So I happened to mention to the doc when he was in the pharmacy, that I had something wrong with my throat, I didn't know what, but that it probably wasn't an infection. And he send "Come on over". So after work, I did. He did a brief exam, and scheduled work at Mass Eye and Ear, where he was a clinical professor. So at MEEI, I get a battery of tests, including fluoroscopes (video xrays) of my throat while swallowing barium. The results come back. Idiopathic Aseptic Epiglottitis. I said to him, "Doc, I'm in the field, I know that's Greek for 'You have something wrong with your throat, I don't know what it is, but it isn't an infection'"
I probably should have just gone to Berlitz %^).
EPILOGUE
I think he gave me a course of prednisone or suchlike. But it came back. I went back to MEEI. He was about to irradiate my noggin again when a resident came in and said "We could use the MashitaScope". And my guy -- the professor -- says "You'll have to show me how to use it". Right. Just what I wanted to hear. Turns out there are two of these on the planet and MEEI has one. They cost in the six figures. It looks like a Dymo Label Maker with a fiber optic cable sticking out of the "muzzle". And now I'm a celebrity, with a crowd of excited residents around me.
But at least I had a good time. My guy's old school. Doesn't like dibucaine for an anesthetic. So he sticks a cotton pledget in my nostril. It's soaked in 10% cocaine solution. That I had made for him.