Me, clandestine physician

Illustration : Milan Kundera tells us: the more serious the question, the more humor should be invited !

Like a novel …

In 1974, I am ten years old.

My father is a doctor and heals with phage therapy.

When phages disappear from drugstores, my father starts growing them in the lab he sets up in the old garage next to his office.

I become a doctor and continue the underground phage culture.

We live near a border and explain to patients that phages come from abroad.

An absolute miracle is that we are never worried by the “authorities”.

We have lived in fear.

REFERENCES
Le Monde Science & médecine N° 200 where we find an allusion to the clandestine practice of phage therapy.

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