Abstract

At the age of 6 years, my parents noticed that I had considerable difficulty in breathing. This was thought to be due to a pair of very large tonsils, which almost entirely closed the aperture in my throat. Tonsillectomy and adenectomy were performed at this time, but my dyspnea persisted and was then recognized as bronchial asthma. From this time, I suffered with frequently recurring attacks of more or less severity. I scarcely knew the meaning of a good night's sleep and, at times, I was unable to go to bed at all, but was forced to spend the night in a chair. Whenever I had a cold, which was very often, I was completely incapacitated. The inhalation of various asthma powders and cigarets gave me temporary relief, but no hope for a cure was held other than that I might possibly outgrow it. My first real relief was obtained

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