How I Was Betrayed from Within
One patient recounts her journey through a world of disabling symptoms, ineffective treatments and dismissive doctors
Maria Konnikova is a science journalist and professional poker player. She is author of the best-selling books The Biggest Bluff (Penguin Press, 2020), The Confidence Game (Viking Press, 2016) and Mastermind: How to Think Like Sherlock Holmes (Viking Press, 2013). Follow Maria Konnikova on Twitter @mkonnikova Credit: Nick Higgins
One patient recounts her journey through a world of disabling symptoms, ineffective treatments and dismissive doctors
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