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

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take. Test tubes were conveniently placed. We are all ready to go. Dr. Tooke picked up the syringe and gave me the injection of Mecholyl in the arm. Momentarily a hot flush spread over me. A great heat wave engulfed my head and body. I had in a split second turned the color of an oriental poppy - firey red; fiery hot. Immediately the prespiration poured and I lay bunched in a pool of water. Then came chills and a dizzy spell. They packed me in blankets and yet more blankets, robbing the other cots. I whispered helplessly, "So cold; so dizzy." and terrified. I was going out begged, "Stand by.." The unexpected reaciton was alarming. Dr. Tooke however, was into his job and both he and the technician stood by. They noted everything. I was conscious of hands feeling for my pulse; passing over my brow; my arms. Then men on the other cots who meanwhile were being neglected were also observant and reported to me later. "You turned just as red as a beet. We were all frightened to death," and added, "The doctor and the technician didn't take their eyes off of you. You had all the attention, while we just lay." The worst effect of the drugs soon passed off and I began to rally by the laboratory. Receiving the situation were Drs Rivers and Smith. What were they doing there? They must have been notified, otherwise doctos were never
 
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