CHAPTER XLI.

BROKEN LIMBS AND INTEMPERANCE.

Wrestling for amusement, in the region where I practised medicine, was a

very common occurrence, and certainly had its advantages. But there was

one drawback upon its excellence, except to physicians. It involved a

good deal of bone-breaking. One famous wrestler with whom I was well

acquainted, broke, for his neighbors, an arm and a collar-bone; and in

the end almost broke his own neck. He certainly injured it to an extent

from which there was never an entire recovery. I shall mention him in

another place.

For more or fewer of these broken bones from wrestling, I was called on

to prescribe. One case in particular may be worth a few moments'

attention, especially as it brings with it certain medical confessions.

I was sent for one evening, about nine o'clock, to visit a young man who

had been injured, as it was said, by wrestling. On my arrival, I found

him in great distress. He had delayed sending for aid so long that there

was much inflammation, and consequent heat, swelling, tenderness, and

pain.

It was not easy, at first, to ascertain the exact character of the

fractures; but on inquiry and examination, it appeared that while the

patient was resting nearly or quite his whole weight on the fractured

leg, his antagonist had struck or tripped with his foot so violently as

to fracture both bones a little way above the ankle.

It was rather a trying-case to me--for as yet I was, in the art of

surgery, a mere tyro. But it was a case which would not admit of much

delay; for the inflammation, already sufficiently great, was rapidly

increasing. Nor would it do long to hesitate from mere modesty. I was

among a class of people, who would, as I well knew, construe modesty,

even though it should chance to be, as sometimes it is, an accompaniment

of true science, into sheer ignorance; and this would deprive me, as a

physician, of my principal lever. For who can lift up the down-fallen

without having their full confidence.

But I must explain. My patient with the fractured leg, though not in the

usual acceptation of the term a drunkard, was, nevertheless, in the

habit of drinking more or less of ardent spirit; and there were not

wanting those who believed he was pretty well heated with liquor at the

time his leg was broken. But, however this may have been, his frequent

and excessive use of spirituous liquors had rendered his blood

exceedingly impure; and I could not help shrinking, at first, from the

task of having charge of him. Yet, it was a war from which there was no

honorable discharge. There was no other surgeon within a reasonable

distance, and why should I refuse to do my best for him? Somebody must

assist him; and though the case was a troublesome one, why should I not

take my share of troublesome cases among the rest?

There was another consideration. As he was poor, any thing like

reluctance would have been construed into a willingness to neglect him

on account of his poverty--a suspicion from which I should, at that

time, have shrunk as readily as from the charge of robbery or murder.

But his associates were worse than he; and, with the exception of his

own immediate relations, not an individual would be likely to call on or

proffer him aid who was not half or two thirds of the time steeped in

spirits. Has the surgeon or physician, in such circumstances, much

reason to hope? And what is the hope of his patient? Can he reasonably

expect, even with the aid of a skilful surgeon, ever to have a good leg?

However, I did my duty, according to my best knowledge. I had the man

laid in a proper position, then placed the divided bones as nearly in

their natural position as possible, and bound them. I confess, here, to

very great ignorance. Moreover, I repeat, it was a difficult case. And

yet I think I succeeded very well for a beginner.

Having properly placed the fractured bones and detained them there by

suitable means, I gave due orders concerning the patient's management

and treatment. I was particularly careful to interdict all stimulating

or indigestible food, and all drink but water. My directions were

written down with great care, and the strictest charge was given to his

friends and family to see that they were faithfully regarded.

But, alas, for the best person in the world with such attendants!

Whenever his wife took care of him, things went on very well; but in

other instances, almost every thing went wrong. His attendants gave him

rum, opium, laudanum, or almost any thing that he called for. It is

true--and I mention it to his credit--that he was often rather moderate

in his use of interdicted articles; but then he took just about enough

of these unnatural or extra stimulants, to prevent the healing process

from going forward as fast as in a man of only thirty years might have

been expected.

Instead of being on his feet in a couple of months or so, he lay on his

bed three months or more. And then, instead of having a good leg, it was

not merely slightly crooked, but half an inch too short. And then, in

addition,--and what was very hard to endure,--he charged the whole blame

of its imperfection on the surgeon, and insisted that it was not "set"

right!

Now, while I confess to much awkwardness, and to the possibility that

the limb was not managed as well as it might have been, I must maintain,

notwithstanding, that such a charge was wholly misplaced and even

gratuitous. Had he employed the best surgeon in the world, and had the

leg received the best possible attention, it could not have been kept in

its proper place with so much distilled spirits in the house, and so

many slaves of the bottle! One might almost as well expect a leg to heal

in the nether pit. Though I have never said, either by way of

retaliating the abuse or otherwise, that his punishment was richly

merited, I _might_ have said so. A man is hardly entitled to good health

and a good frame who keeps such company as he did, whether in sickness

or in health. God has so connected law and penalty, that he who should

complain of the penalty would but insult the law given.

Many cases of petty surgery as well as of severe and complicated

disease, fell to my lot, which embarrassed me in a manner not unlike the

foregoing; though in no one did I suffer quite so much from

misrepresentation as in this. For at least twenty years, to my certain

knowledge, my patient took pains to speak of me in terms of reproach,

and to say that his leg was set badly; and all without the slightest

evidence. I do not positively aver, I again say, that the surgery in the

case was faultless; but whether it was so or not, neither he nor any

living individual could know, unless it were a more skilful surgeon than

myself; and no such surgeon, I am sure, ever saw him during the time I

was in attendance.

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