..... the cruise ..!..... Italo Grassi
dear Doctor,
not spent much time, just over a year since I came into his study. But look past many decades. I'm finally healed all those problems that, for many years, prevented me from traveling. Now I am a different man. more master of my nerves and my fears. All this is thanks to him, my dear doctor. I think as I observe, through the door The deep blue ocean spread, beyond the port of Queestown, to the horizon.
I, as you surely remember, is that English Patient that both wanted to travel by sea. But rise above mere fact of a boat, large or small, was enough to trigger violent vertigo and nausea. This happened even if the boat was moored in port. Just imagine if you decide to travel on the water!
Like that unfortunate time, as a child, on a trip with my parents on the Baltic Sea on board a ship: I stayed two days in a hot closed car, as pale as a sheet, not to throw food away from the soul. Better not go on a sailing boat on the Thames: I had to return to shore, after a few minutes by boat, plagued by numbness and paralysis of the extremities. The definition given to me by the doctors consulted before her, that I suffered from dreadful omens warned or fear in awkward positions I never cared much. I only pativo seasickness. I was, however, almost resigned to living on land, when I learned that she had treated and cured a friend of mine, suffering with my own problems with homeopathic treatment.
came, between doubts and hopes, in his study. I did not want illusion. I prayed, to myself, to have found someone to cure my ills these. Remember our first meeting? The start was not good. At the sight of the picture on the wall behind his desk, showing a ship at the mercy of a storm, vomited on her beautiful Persian carpet. My hands immediately afterwards began to tremble and, before passing out, a great weakness fell on my poor muscles. She showed very understanding. He took down the painting from the wall and waited patiently for me to resumption. I visited. Finally assured me that if I took the homeopathic remedy Cocculus indicus, I could get on any ship without feeling the slightest problem.
Well, my dear doctor, she was absolutely right.
Today I am writing while sitting in this first-class cabin, waiting for departure. I'm fine. I feel the fear of a distant time. Breath is guaranteed to be in front of a great adventure. Here comes the sound, long and repeated, the siren of the ship. And 'the announcement of the departure. We head for the North Atlantic Ocean. My first cruise is about to begin. Other omens that fatal. What can you fear, my dear doctor, when you travel on a ship so big and so sure?
Sincerely, from a patient grateful to her for eternity, on board the Titanic, today April 11, 1912
