The Miracle of Touch
One of my early childhood memories is going to the doctor. I never really dreaded the visit, as some children did. I felt comfortable, actually, because I knew the doctor was going to be acting in my best interest—to remedy my sickness. If I was feverish, or had a sore throat, the doctor would place her hand on my head and neck, palpating for signs and symptoms. Then she would place a stethoscope on my chest, listening to my heartbeat and other sounds of respiration. I can vi