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Eve Drewelowe's journals, volumes II-III, 1950s
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gall bladder drainage, one for a stomach-pumping because of an obstruction. We were herded into the laboratory, deposited on our various cots and made ourselves comfortable. Inspecting the order, I perceived immediately that the Macholyl was to be followed by a Histamine. So I had been tricked again, at least partially - and how cleverly! Not only by a half truth but also through misleading misrepresentation, perhaps much of which originated in my own mind by being two jumps ahead of what I was told. However, I appreciated the tactics and was infinitely amused. I was grateful for all the trouble those men took to fool me, to make it easier for me. Bless them. Dr. Tooke came in briskly professional. "Oh are you Dr. Tooke?" I exclaimed, tube in mouth riding my throat, "Dr Tom Tooke - Tom Tooke's son?" "Yes," he gave response, surprisedly, perplexedly. "Did you know my father?" "No, but I have heard of you." Ordinarily we have but a technician in the laboratory, but Dr. Tooke selected a syringe and prepared it with Macholyl while I inquired in a small voice, feeling cheated. "Would I have had to take a Histamine in any case despite the Macholyl?" "Yes, you should have to take that regardless" then turning to the technician Woodward - "We will give Mrs Van Ek the Macholyl; Mr Carson in the meanwhile will have Histamine "while the machine is case." He then wheeled up the machine adjusted it to carry off excess saliva; instructed me upon holding the suction
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gall bladder drainage, one for a stomach-pumping because of an obstruction. We were herded into the laboratory, deposited on our various cots and made ourselves comfortable. Inspecting the order, I perceived immediately that the Macholyl was to be followed by a Histamine. So I had been tricked again, at least partially - and how cleverly! Not only by a half truth but also through misleading misrepresentation, perhaps much of which originated in my own mind by being two jumps ahead of what I was told. However, I appreciated the tactics and was infinitely amused. I was grateful for all the trouble those men took to fool me, to make it easier for me. Bless them. Dr. Tooke came in briskly professional. "Oh are you Dr. Tooke?" I exclaimed, tube in mouth riding my throat, "Dr Tom Tooke - Tom Tooke's son?" "Yes," he gave response, surprisedly, perplexedly. "Did you know my father?" "No, but I have heard of you." Ordinarily we have but a technician in the laboratory, but Dr. Tooke selected a syringe and prepared it with Macholyl while I inquired in a small voice, feeling cheated. "Would I have had to take a Histamine in any case despite the Macholyl?" "Yes, you should have to take that regardless" then turning to the technician Woodward - "We will give Mrs Van Ek the Macholyl; Mr Carson in the meanwhile will have Histamine "while the machine is case." He then wheeled up the machine adjusted it to carry off excess saliva; instructed me upon holding the suction
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