A few years ago I called “the doc” at the insistence of my wife. I’m a professor and I had to stop a lecture due to serious speech problems. It all started with a fall I’d taken off a scaffold 3 weeks prior where I hit my head. I felt a little dizzy after and had a mild headache, but recovered quickly with the help of a homeopathic remedy that my wife had given me.
However, when I suddenly couldn’t talk, I knew this was serious. I had it checked out at the local hospital and the surgeon there told me that he needed to do brain surgery to remove a subarachnal hematoma, which comes from blood pooling between the skull and the brain. He said it clot and has to be removed. He explained it was a risky surgery, with a high chance of side effects, but it had to be done. I was ready to go have the surgery but my wife insisted that I call Mr. Mueller.