Miracles of Creation: Blessings in Disguise

When I was three years old, I underwent adenoid surgery; my mother Z”L told me I squirmed so much that it took two nurses to hold me still as the scalpel went up into my nose, all I remember (yes, these experiences are indelible!), is a white enameled basin full of my blood, the doctor’s face looming giant over me, and cocaine drops in my eyes for anaesthesia; he was our GP ten more years and we became friends because he helped me understand the skeleton in his clinic, and instead of talking condescendingly to a kid, would explain for half an hour the marvels shape of the sphenoid bone, […]