A few years ago, during a bout of seemingly endless unemployment, I took some freelance work proofreading college psychology text books. I’d taken one psychology course in college and loved it. But that class and an afternoon spent with my sister when she bought her very first DSM-IV and we self-diagnosed ourselves as post-traumatic stress […]

A week or so ago, I visited the doctor for a routine exam. A few days later, I got a call from my doctor’s assistant telling me that I was to start antibiotics immediately. Turns out, they were pretty sure I had a malady I’m completely sure I didn’t have. She described the symptoms, I […]