St. Bernard's: The Romance of a Medical StudentBerdoe, Edward
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St. Bernard's: The Romance of a Medical Student
Berdoe, Edward
Medical students -- Fiction
“minute crepitations,” “vesicular murmurs,” “obscured resonance,” and
if you watch the progress of the disease you may get “tubular
breathing,” “bronchophony” “increased vocal vibration,” and no end of
good things. Tom Smith remains in the hospital six weeks before he is
“discharged cured.” He has suffered many things at the hands of his
physicians; he has cost St. Bernard’s say about a pound a week, besides
his medical attendance. Who says he has gone out without paying his
bill? It has occurred to no one concerned, least of all to the patient,
that there is anything wrong in all this treatment. In their passionate
eagerness to acquire information that can only be obtained at the
bedside, the assiduous students are of course delighted to have Mr.
Smith amongst them. The house physician is soon going into private
practice, and he wants to consolidate and confirm all his knowledge of
the various forms of disease; the lecturer loves nothing better than to
exhibit his really admirable powers of clinical observation to a body
of rising men, who can send him many patients and more guineas. The
patient is usually delighted that so much interest is taken in his
case, and contrasts the hurried “Put out your tongue; give me your
hand; take this medicine, and I will see you again in two or three
days;” all in a hop, skip, and jump style, of the club doctor, with
this elaborate marshalling of great medical forces for the purposes of
his cure, sadly to the discredit of the club doctor’s hasty method.
Nobody sees through it all;—yes, the sisters and the nurses do. The
former do their very utmost to soften by their kind assiduity evils
which they think are inseparable from the work of a public hospital.
The nurses do what they have to do; it is their business to execute
orders, and they usually say little, whatever they may think. Then says
the reader, “Who is aggrieved? What is there wrong in the system?” What
is wrong? Everything! From the long waiting in the out-patients’ ward;
the exposure of such a case while the preliminary examination is made;
to the long and dangerous examinations of the stripped sufferer in the
ward upstairs: with their constant repetition by so many persons; so
that it is probable he would have made a better and speedier recovery
under the care of the club doctor, who seemed hasty because full of
business, but who thoroughly knew what he was about, and only did not
waste time over matters his quick eye took in at a glance, and whose
large experience was an additional sense. All that auscultation had
nothing to do with the man’s cure, but a great deal to do with the
education of those concerned in it; and as the treatment consisted in
salines, tonics, poultices and rest, with suitable food at suitable
times combined with good ventilation and cleanliness, the elaborate
exhibition of therapeutic force was very much like cracking a nut with
a Nasmyth hammer, only the cracking of the nut was but a detail!
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