Word: bladdered
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
Minus a pesky gall bladder, ex-President Herbert Hoover, 83, strode out of Manhattan's Columbia-Presbyterian Medical Center two weeks after his operation, pronounced himself well and ready for work in another two weeks. Hoover, who was awarded an honorary degree (his 84th) from the State University of New York while in the hospital, had some cheery advice on operations for the elderly: "Go to a good hospital and have it over with. It's not as bad as it used to be. When you get out of a hospital in two weeks...
...everything out, the thoughtful gift is obvious: cuff links set with brightly colored, plastic-encased models of his stone-laden gall bladder or ulcer-ravaged duodenum. Creator of "The World's Sickest Looking Jewelry'' is Dr. Robert G. Zach, a Monroe, Wis. radiologist who is convinced, after years of peering at tangled viscera on X-ray plates, that beauty is not only all around him but inside him. Taking inspiration from the delicately twined tubes, sacs and ducts he photographed, Zach set to work with a dentist's drill and clear plastic, began passing out three...
...McBride took a blood sample, and analysis showed an abnormally high count of white cells. Dr. McBride suspected an infection of the patient's womb, put her under anesthesia and opened her abdomen. Her womb was normal, but he detected bile stains and inflammation around her gall bladder. He opened the bladder, took out a gallstone, closed the bladder, flushed it with an antibiotic solution. The patient made a good recovery and went home within a week...
...temporary relief, and Helen had to have repeated transfusions to keep her stock of red blood cells anywhere near normal. When she was ten, doctors figured that Helen had about two months to live. That was 17 years ago, but she fooled them. Later, a surgeon, removing her gall bladder at St. Louis' Christian Hospital, found seven satellite spleens scattered through her body, hopefully took them...
Much of Thackeray's hauteur was put on to conceal the violent, sudden spasms of pain that came from his malfunctioning stomach and bladder. Much was a disguise for his sensitivity and loneliness. The rest was a sort of game. He was proud of being a great gourmet-like his friend Lord Houghton. who died murmuring: "My exit is the result of too many entrees." He was a wit; once he greeted a quack doctor with "a very low bow" and the words: "I hope, sir, that you will live longer than your patients." He tempered the generosity...