I remember going to the British Museum one day to read about the treatment for some of the minor illness I had. I got down the book and read what I wanted to read; and then, stupidly, I began to read about other diseases. I forgot which was the first disease I read about - some terrible disease, I know - and before I read the list of 'premonitory symptoms' I was convinced that I had the disease.
I sat there horrified. Then I read about all the other diseases in the book and discovered that I had them all, except housemaid's knee.
I sat and thought about this. I thought what an interesting case I must be for doctors. Medical students would not need to walk around the hospitals if they had me. I was a hospital in myself. All they needed to do would be to walk around me, after that, take their diplomas.
