The Country Neurologist

The life unexamined is not worth living –Socrates

One of my mentors during neurology residency would jokingly describe himself as a poor country neurologist. The truth is he was neither poor—he wore monogrammed Brooks Brothers shirts and cuff links—nor did he practice in a rural area—unless you consider Boston rural! So why country neurologist? I believe what he meant was that by virtue of not being staff at Man’s Greatest Hospital or The House of God he was relegated to the backwaters, to the countryside of academia. The truth is, what we do matters! Whether we are tending to the marginalized in a city hospital, or a Boston Brahmin in a community hospital our work matters. This blog is dedicated to the Neurologists in the trenches, to all the country neurologists out there, the unsung heroes who not only treat patients, but actually care for them.