Though he's now retired, I guess this review is an ode to the memory of my years long association with him and my first real headache specialist MD. I started seeing 'Neil,' as I called him, back in the day when I was in my early '20's and continued as his patient for decades--we were "growing older together," he once joked. I had seen other neurologists before I sat foot in his office, and had atrocious experiences with doctors being condescending, accusing me of wanting pain meds, etc. I remember being desperate and no idea what to expect, especially from a "headache specialist." In short, he was bomb. Before I went in, I had read his textbook "Headache," and though I understood only a fraction of it (it's written for medical students), I was encouraged that maybe he'd help me in a way others had not. My first visit was the assessment and also took the longest; at the time, he was training a resident, who sat in on our consult. Raskin was nothing I'd ever before experienced. Almost by osmosis, immediately he seemed to just "get it" and "get" me. He got that I'd been around and around the block, I'd multiple treatments and meds. He didn't waste a single second of that visit, asking rapid fire questions to which I thankfully had answers. He was kind with a dry as hell sorta humor, the sort where you blink once and you'd miss it.He was unfailingly kind, though throughout my many many years with him, yes he definitely had his bad days, where on a couple of occasions I cried. But honestly, that was a tiny price to pay for all the world of good he did for me. On that first visit, I was struck by his complete and utter lack of ego, e.g. I suggested the treatment that I wanted to try (based on something I'd read)--he immediately agreed--and I've no doubt that if he didn't think it was a sound idea clinically, he would've squashed it. As I walked out of his office, I was surprised that he placed a confusing arm around my shoulder, and said, "It'll get better," in response to what he saw as my despair and hopelessness. At a time when I was at my lowest, he gave me the gift of hope. Without hope, how can we live? I'll never forget his kindness. Over and over, this was my experience with him: zero ego in this doc, in a world where physicians are riddled with ego. He had none and was eminently open to whatever I suggested. He was not afraid of prescribing whatever he thought might help, including pain stuff with other docs would've balked. For Raskin, the only thing that mattered: efficacy. If it worked, it was all good with him. During his long and storied tenure, he garnered and unfortunate reputation as being an a--e; he also had this reputation as a professor. I can see why people might think this, but if they looked beneath his sometimes crusty surface, they'd have seen someone immensely dedicated to his craft and life's work, someone passionate about teaching "bright young minds," as he referred to them. I once asked him what his family thought of him, and he said "they all think I'm a soft touch." Raskin had many facets and nobody in his day could frankly touch him as expert clinician. I remember when Dr. Goadsby came on board at UCSF, someone an expert in his own right on headache/migraine. Raskin was grateful that he came on, again zero ego that someone else was walking in on his turf ... Raskin said, "Now I'll have someone else to contribute ..." Despite all my waxing poetic about him, after many decades of working with him, I'm chagrined to admit that ultimately I did leave a few years before he retired--all due to my own intense vulnerability about my chronic condition mixed with his penchant to be a bit emotional insensitive--it proved to be a lethal combination--I overreacted, and was out of there. Do I regret it? No. Am I forever eminently happy and so very grateful that I got to work with a pioneer and absolute legend in the field? YAAAAS! Thank-you for everything, Neil--UCSF, all your patients, and I--we were all lucky to have you. read more