Dr. Drake Ramorey was a renowned neurosurgeon from New York City. He began his brilliant career with an interesting medical case: he split the brains of Siamese twins, and they continued to live an absolutely normal life. Since then, Dr. Ramorey examined Caren and Sara every year.
When girls were thirteen, they suddenly felt sick. They suffered from migraines, felt dizzy and wanted to sleep the rest of the time. It was an emergency, and their parents called Dr. Drake. They were hospitalized.
-Good morning, girls. Let me examine you and ask a few questions. Do you have other symptoms except migraine?
- Yes, this morning Caren almost fainted, — Sara glanced at her sister. She felt better than Caren.
- I feel lousy and I think my stomach hurted a little… I’m not sure.
-Well, we need to take your blood for tests and then I’ll wait for you to make MRI scan. -said the doctor and left. He was worried about his patients. No diagnosis, no thought came to his mind. He believed that the scan would clarify the situation.
The MRI showed nothing fatal. They had normal brains, almost like average teenagers. Dr. Drake decided that the problem was not in the previous operations.
- Good news! Your tests are normal. Bad news — I don’t know what might be wrong. I prescribe you the same pills for your brains as usual, and this is the only thing I can do for you now. But I want you to stay in the hospital till the end of this week for the whole check-up. I am going to refer you to someone else.
- Okay, doctor. You always do the right thing. When will we have our appointments? — Sara was ready to leave the room as soon as possible.
- Oh, you can go now. A cardiologist will invite you in ten minutes. And then a gynecologist will wait for you at 3 p.m.
- Is it necessary, Dr. Drake? — asked Caren. — We are too young for this.
- The doctor will only talk to you and check your blood tests, don’t worry. It is necessary.
A few days later girls came back home — relieved and getting back to normal. They were growing up, and it meant they just got their periods, and neurosurgeon was the wrong person to treat them. Dr. Drake asked the mother of the twins if such symptoms ran in the family, and she suddenly realized that her sister had the same when she was a teen.
It wasn’t a great story of the patients’ rescue, but anyway it had a happy-end.
