Word: pained
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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UNCLE SAM is sick. He has a bad case of "depressionitis." He has a pain in his economy and he has jobless fever and chills. The dangerous germ that has brought Uncle Sam to bed is the neglect of the family farm...
...hulking (260 Ibs.) six-footer told the desk sergeant in Crawfordsville, Ind. that while he was working on a nearby farm, some baling wire had stuck in his legs. He had had a tetanus shot, he added, but by now the pain was terrible: he could barely walk, needed medical attention-but could not pay for it. He was, he said, Leo Lamphere, 47, of Watertown, N.Y. The sympathetic sergeant called a doctor who saw what looked like clots in the veins on both 'Lamphere's legs, ordered him to Culver Union Hospital. There Lamphere began spitting blood...
...Indiana Cyclone." His case history, as told by Dr. Chapman, is one of the longest and strangest in medical annals. For 40 days in 1954, Lamphere kept the State University of Iowa hospitals in turmoil. He had arrived complaining of anguish from pain in the left chest; he obviously had phlebitis with clots, and he coughed blood. He demanded and got a narcotic to relieve the pain. He had uncanny knowledge of the location of his veins, was suspiciously familiar with hospital routine. He tyrannized doctors and nurses, was described by a resident as "obese, obtuse, obstinate, obstreperous and obscene...
...Talbot, everything worked. He convinced Ilsa Konrads that she would win the 880-yd. title, and though she was suffering from such a bad cold that every breath caused pain in her chest, she won in record time (10:16.2). He told John just how fast to swim each lap of both the 440 and the 1650, and saw John follow orders so closely that the youngster broke six world records on the way to winning both races. In the 1,650-yd. swim, John kicked along so well that he cracked four records before he finished the grind...
...pressed the instrument to the center of my forehead and rotated the handle . . . There was no particular pain as it penetrated the skin and flesh, but there was a little jolt as the end hit the bone . . . Suddenly there was a little 'scrunch' and the instrument penetrated the bone . . . there was a blinding flash . . . The Lama Mingyar Dondup turned to me and said: 'You are now one of us, Lobsang. For the rest of your life you will see people as they are and not as they pretend to be.' It was a very strange experience...