The eye exam has always evaded me, no matter how many times I shone glaring lights into unfortunate patients' pupils--all I ever saw was a blob of red and maybe the occasional vessel, but never any obvious optic disc or macula or other landmark the way you're supposed to.
Yesterday, with the help of a hilarious 6-year old and a very patient doctor who asked me to show him how I did the exam, then corrected all my horrible mistakes and patiently had me repeat them (all while the poor kid sat with my light blaring into his eyes) until suddenly, there it was.
I haven't necessarily become enamored of neuro, but it's nice sometimes to at least know you've accomplished something.
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