My first encounter with a doctor was when I was two years old. I remember being propped up on the kitchen worktop while he examined (with cold fingers) my private parts. He, or my parents,had decided that I should be circumcised. They did not consult me.I cried.Throughout my childhood, in the 1920s and 1930s,I had a series of the customary childhood illnesses. My parents became Christian Scientists in 1925 and so, when I fell ill,I was tucked into bed, given warm milk, tender loving care,prayer,and spiritual treatment. There was no medicine in the house.
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