Psychopathia sexualis: With especial reference to contrary sexual instinct: A medico-legal studyKrafft-Ebing, R. von (Richard)
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Psychopathia sexualis: With especial reference to contrary sexual instinct: A medico-legal study
Krafft-Ebing, R. von (Richard)
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the same time, I became so anæmic that every few months I had to take
iron for some time; otherwise I would be almost chlorotic or
hysterical, or both. Stenocardia often troubled me; then came
unilateral cramps of chin, nose, neck, and larynx; hemicrania and
cramps of the diaphragm and chest-muscles. For about three years I had
a feeling as if the prostate were enlarged,—a bearing-down feeling, as
if giving birth to something; and, also, pain in the hips, constant
pain in the back, and the like. Yet, with the strength of despair, I
fought against these complaints, which impressed me as being female or
effeminate, until three years ago, when a severe attack of arthritis
completely broke me down.
“But before this terrible attack of gout occurred, in despair, to
lessen the pain of gout, I had taken hot baths, as near the
temperature of the body as possible. On one of these occasions it
happened that I suddenly changed, and seemed to be near death. I
sprang with all my remaining strength out of the bath: I had felt
exactly like a woman with libido. Too, at the time when the extract of
Indian hemp came into vogue, and was highly prized, in a state of fear
of a threatened attack of gout (feeling perfectly indifferent about
life), I took three or four times the usual dose of it, and almost
died of haschisch poisoning. Convulsive laughter, a feeling of unheard
of strength and swiftness, a peculiar feeling in brain and eyes,
millions of sparks streaming from the brain through the skin,—all
these feelings occurred. But I could not force myself to speak. All at
once I saw myself a woman from my toes to my breast; I felt, as before
while in the bath, that the genitals had shrunken, the pelvis
broadened, the breasts swollen out; a feeling of unspeakable delight
came over me. I closed my eyes, so that at least I did not see the
face changed. My physician looked as if he had a gigantic potatoe
instead of a head; my wife had the full moon on her nates. And yet I
was strong enough to briefly record my will in my note-book when both
left the room for a short time.
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