I have to admit that I have always held doctors in awe. All that training and knowing the names of all those complicated fiddly bits inside the body makes me tired just thinking about it. Those who then go on to specialise in psychiatry or brain surgery seem to spend most of the first third of their adult life training. In the last few years, I have met (both in real life and cyberly) a lot of very grown up doctors and other clinicians and held long conversations with them.
I prefer the conversations on the internet because I can go off and Google pub med and other such websites to understand what they are saying, without appearing like a complete idiot. I sometimes email my Fairy Blogmother to ask her or, if its Fairburn, I ask our resident expert. I find face to face conversations difficult but tend to nod my head and then rush off to find an internet connection before I forget the gist of what they were saying...
Imagine my surprise on getting an email from an eminent Maudsley professor on Sunday morning, teasing me about my crush on super cool brain guy. It just said "Tee Hee". At least I didn't have to google that one!
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