April 30 + 

Went with M⁠⸺ to see a well-known nerve specialist⁠—Dr. H⁠⸺. He could find no symptoms of a definite disease, though he asked me suspiciously if I had ever been with women. + 

Ordered two months’ complete rest in the country. H⁠⸺ chased me round his consulting room with a drumstick, tapping my nerves and cunningly working my reflexes. Then he tickled the soles of my feet and pricked me with a pin⁠—all of which I stood like a man. He wears a soft black hat, looks like a Quaker, and reads the Verhandlungen d. Gesellschaft d. Nervenarzten. + 

M⁠⸺ is religious and after I had disclosed my physique to him yesterday (for the 99th time) he remained on his knees by the couch in his consulting room (after working my reflexes) for a moment or two in the attitude of prayer. When the Doctor prays for you⁠—better call in the undertaker. My epitaph “He played Ludo well.” The game anyhow requires moral stamina⁠—ask H⁠⸺. + 