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Doctor or detective? Sleuthing mysteries in medical school

After beginning her training in clinical reasoning, a first-year medical student considers the similarities between doctors and detectives.

A professor recently romanticized my idea of clinical reasoning as he began our session by saying, "When you're a physician, you're a detective." He elaborated: "Every fact you have, every piece of evidence you have, must be consistent with your leading diagnosis." As he said this, my eyes narrowed, and I sat up a little taller.

My fellow first-year medical students and I have begun our official training in clinical reasoning, the bread and butter of medical practice. For the first time in medical school, I've felt the sweet satisfaction of cracking a case, like in scenes depicted on TV dramas.

As part of our training in spotting clues, we've spent the first three weeks of the quarter learning how to read electrocardiograms (EKGs), a heart functioning test that measures waves of electrical current passing through the heart. To answer the question, "Is this graph healthy or life-threatening?" we've been told to examine the squiggly waves of heart beats and construct something meaningful. A seemingly benign line-drawing can sound the alarm: "Act quickly! Danger is near!"

Noticing something as small as the difference between a wide or narrow curve on the graph is a matter of sending a patient home or admitting them to the hospital.

After our professor made his point, I considered the similarities between doctors and detectives. In the wake of a crime, somebody calls the detective. Waking from illness, somebody calls the doctor. Detectives interrogate witnesses of the crime, while doctors ask questions to collect a medical history. Detectives search the scene for clues and evidence, while doctors examine the patient's heart, lungs, and bones to find clues and evidence within the body. Detectives make a list of all possible suspects, while doctors make a list of likely diagnoses.

In both scenarios, there's a methodology, and sometimes a thrilling and mysterious adventure. However, the thrill of scientific discovery for physicians is rightly squashed by the gravity of dealing in matters of life or death. While I spend a lot of my time in learning labs with classmates, I know the cases we review are based on real patients with life-altering prognoses. For many people, the innocuous EKG reading turns out to indicate heart disease. Somewhere along our training, we have to learn to strike that delicate balance between intellectual intrigue and empathy while navigating how a diagnosis affects patients' lives.

On my way to learning the methods of a sleuthing detective character worthy of TV shows, I'm far from the equivalent of Sherlock Holmes. For now, I more closely resemble Inspector Clouseau in The Pink Panther: a bumbling fool, misled down every corridor, mistaking feet for hands on X-rays. In the midst of learning the entire language and culture of medicine, my classmates and I rely heavily on our professors (and each other) to impart some rhythm to the motions. However, the process of tiny satisfactions along the way, small "wins" in learning, motivate me in a journey that is notoriously fraught with failure and burnout.

When I shared this idea with a classmate of mine, he reminded me that there's "a lot of faking it until you make it." In The Pink Panther, he may look a bit foolish along the way, but he eventually ends up solving the crime. While it's a long and slow journey, I'm excited for the day when I master these skills of deduction, along with charismatic compassion.

Stanford Medicine Unplugged is a forum for students to chronicle their experiences in medical school. The student-penned entries appear on Scope once a week during the academic year; the entire blog series can be found in the Stanford Medicine Unplugged category.

Lauren Joseph, LoJo, is a first-year medical student from Arcadia, California. She graduated from Stanford in 2017 and spent one year working in San Francisco before starting medical school. She is thrilled to be back at Stanford. She loves cooking, reading, running, and laughing with friends and family. 

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