Fall 1990 • Vol. XII No. 4 Poetry |

The Dwarf and Doctor Freud

Freud bled heavily both during and after the procedure [to remove a lesion from his palate] and was made to lie down on a cot "in a tiny room in a ward of the hospital." His only companion was another patient, whom Anna Freud described later as a "nice, friendly," retarded dwarf. . . . [Freud] had rung the bell for help, but the bell was out of order. Fortunately, the dwarf rushed out to get the nurse. PETER GAY, Freud: A Life for Our Time   I don't know why they had to put him     in the same room they put me. He didn't drop his eyes as usually they do;   he looked at me—he couldn't speak—to say, I'm here because I'm bleeding too.     He must have been important  since they kept repeating, "Doctor Freud,"     when making him lie down and telling him to rest. I was afraid.     I thought that he would drown  in all the blood that blistered from the bandages around his nose. And yet     something about the way

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