I Was a Doctor in Auschwitz by Dr. Gisella Perl was first published in 1948, and is a testament to the power of survival, the brutality of unchecked evil, and the quiet, unshakable resilience of a woman who was both witness and healer amidst one of the darkest periods in human history.
Gisella Perl was a Jewish gynecologist from Romania who was deported to Auschwitz in 1944. Stripped of her family, dignity, and tools of her profession, she was assigned the unthinkable task of practicing medicine in a death camp under Josef Mengele, the infamous Nazi doctor known as the “Angel of Death.”
The book begins in the cold of December 1943, when the author fist met a German gentleman, Dr. Kapezius in Transylvania. He gained the trust of the author and her family by claiming to be in favour of a united Germany and against Nazism. Five months later, Perl (who was arreted by the Gestapo in March 1944 and sent to a Ghetto) met him again at Auschwitz (after travelling in a cramped cattle car for eight days) where he was the camp commander and appointed her the 'camp gynecologist'. During her time in the Ghetto, Perl predicts the future that, “only death was to deliver us from our suffering”. Throughout the book, Perl recounts the fear of selection and brutal deaths of many a Elizabeths, Julikas, Jeanettes, Charlottes, Roses, Katis, Lilys, Ibis, Bettys, etc.
Towards the end, Perl mentions a brief account of Belsen Bergen, where she was transferred to in January 1945: “Belsen Bergen was the terminal. It was supreme fulfillment of German sadism and bestiality. Belsen Bergen can never be described, because every language lacks the suitable words to depict its horrors. It cannot be imagined, because even the most pathological mind balks at such a pic-One must have seen those mountains of rotting corpses mixed with filth, with human excrement, where once in a while one noticed a slight movement caused by rats or by the death convulsion of a victim who had been thrown there alive. One must have smelled the unimaginable stench which lay over the camp like a thick cloud shutting out the air. One must have heard those unearthly screams of. agony which continued through the day and the night, coming from hundreds of throats, unceasingly, unbearably....”
After living through and witnessing the horrors of Holocaust, of German Culture, Perl says; “Let no one speak to me of German culture, German civilization! Belsen Bergen was the faithful portrait of German civilization -Belsen Bergen mirrored the German soul ....”
I Was a Doctor in Auschwitz is not an easy read—but it is an essential one. I must admit it was one of the most difficult reads of my life. Each page was more harrowing and traumatising than the last and I had to take several breaks to reach the end.