In the next exam room, a woman was complaining of severe dizziness, her eyes darting around the room as she gripped the armrests of her chair. I asked her if she had ever been officially diagnosed with Vertigo.
Before the patient could answer, her daughter leaned forward, a look of utter correction on her face. “No, no,” she said firmly. “She’s not a Vertigo. She’s a Libra.” I waited for the punchline, a laugh, or even a wink, but it never came. They weren’t joking; they genuinely believed the stars had more to do with her balance than her inner ear.
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As I moved through the hallway, I realized that the “Google University” graduates were out in full force today, but the next case would prove to be far more dangerous than astrology.
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