A blog from World War 2

December 4, 1944

Today I went to the doctor. She’s a doctor who speaks Italian well, some friends suggested I see her because they say she’s very good. Unfortunately, I discovered this wasn’t so. They led me to believe she would sign repatriation papers for me but instead she only gave me four days of rest. Oh, these German doctors! After two days and nights of fever, she gives me four measly days of rest and potatoes. This is what Germany is like for foreigners- woe is us!

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