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Marcus Dysch

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My genetic testing experience - tea and biscuits included

I was nervous beforehand but the experience could not have been easier

November 24, 2016 12:01
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I sneaked into the building under cover of darkness, having left the car primed for a quick getaway. We would go in, speak to as few people as possible and get out again.

It was not that I thought participating in a Jnetics screening for genetic diseases more prevalent among Ashkenazi Jews was a dirty secret. But there was something about it that made me wince slightly.

No one likes confronting the grisly business of disease, death, or impending disaster. But a year on, I admit my approach was unnecessarily dramatic.

My wife had been more relaxed about the screening. She knew most of the staff and chatted amiably with them as I sat quietly, nervously, slightly aloof from the other participants in the corridor of the Jewish primary school which had been converted into an impromptu medical centre.

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