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Eve Drewelowe's journals, volumes II-III, 1950s

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the right method to make me take the test without terrorizing me. They furthermore made it seem inviting; exciting; a game-- as though it were going to be a pleasurable event. Note too, that I wasn't told until I was tired and ready for sleep. There was no time to get all stewed up. The point is, however -- I was told! It couldn't quite be managed without my cooperation and without letting me know beforehand -- but not too long before. That would have defeated the purpose. I was grateful for this. And just by demonstrating various methods used with different patients, we will take for example the man who had the same test as I, that same morning. He was told nothing whatsoever. He knew nothing. The first inkling he had that something out of the ordinary was transpiring, was when the [hag?] from the laboratory came to get him before breakfast. He went, as we all did, without food or drink. He was totally oblivious to any thing unusual; he was ignorant as to why he was going to the laboratory; what kind of a test he was to have; and why. He wasn't even curious. Perhaps this is a more comfortable kind of an individual to be, but being the other kind of person I prefer to know; I need to know. The following morning we were duly collected of the appointed time and shoed to the laboratory - four men and I. The three other men besides my friend, the Macholyl test victim, went up for
 
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