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No Anesthesia

Submitted by RoadSong at 2009-03-12 17:55:12 EDT
Rating: 1.42 on 33 ratings (33 reviews) (Review this item) (V)

Jane Todd Crawford was dying and she knew it. She lived on the Kentucky frontier 200 hundred years ago, and was a slight woman, 46 years of age. She rode her horse 60 miles to reach a town that had a doctor, his name was Ephraim McDowell. He had no degree to practice medicine, but was known on the frontier as a fine surgeon. He diagnosed an abdominal tumor, this was a death sentence.A hopeless condition, the abdominal cavity was off limits to what could safely be explored in 1807.

McDowell told her he was willing to experiment on her, to open her abdomen and attempt to remove the tumor.
Jane agreed ...she had no alternatives.


Ephraim turned his kitchen into an operating room.

Kitchen table
Scalpel
Scissors
Forceps
Needle holder
Ligature passer
Heavy thread
Basin
Towels

All laid out on a small stand nearby.

Operation proceeded with five men attendants to hold Jane down.

1.Long incision to left of mid line extending to rib margin above to pubis below.
2.Tumor in full view-movable.
3.Tumor not deliverable thru incision in abdomen, it was opened and gelatinous contents evacuated, whereupon the intestines rushed out of abdomen and were exposed for the rest of operation. Tumor weighed 22 pounds.

Jane kept her focus and stayed out of shock by singing songs.

Within 5 days Jane was making her own bed, and in 25 days she went home. She lived another 33 years, outliving her backwoods surgeon with the pioneer spirit by 33 years.
Her case proved the curative potential of surgery in the previously hopeless cases involving opening of the abdomen.

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Jane Todd Crawford still has a presence in my mind, her house still stands and I pass by it often.
I have done photo documentation of her house, it is a wonderful house still, sitting back from the road with a large tree in front, there is even a bench there under the tree that looks as if Jane herself last sat there. There are many fireplaces and large rooms graced with windows. The barn out near the pasture is as big as a football field.

The house sits empty and waiting and I have been spending some time alone in it. I wish to commune with Jane and laud her courage. Perhaps she will share her story with me. Will she communicate and tell me how it was that Christmas day 200 years ago when with no anesthesia she felt the scalpel slice, and her intestines rush out of her body?

Photo documentation of her house has to this point been done during daylight hours, but tonight I go to her house alone to spend the night. I will see if the things I have captured during the day with my camera are real. There is a persistent mist in several photos, forming a shape and looking rather solid. Curious methinks. I have asked several people to come with me and spend the night,
....all decline.

An entire family disappeared from this house recently, and they are not the first.
Just poof!
Not seen or heard of again.

Jane Todd Crawford had courage, I salute her and her surgeon Ephraim McDowell.
I also salute the horse that carried Jane 60 bitter miles that cold December morning.





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Submitted by RoadSong at 2009-03-18 14:01:29 EDT (#)
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Submitted by rorrim (user info) at 2009-03-18 05:00:25 PDT (#)
Ranking: 2

MMMM, frontier medicine. Almost as good a read as space fiction stuff.

The wheels in your mind rotate fuzzy.
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The wheels they whirl and spin...sometimes taking me where I should not go.

Submitted by rorrim at 2009-03-18 08:00:25 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

MMMM, frontier medicine. Almost as good a read as space fiction stuff.

The wheels in your mind rotate fuzzy.

Submitted by RoadSong at 2009-03-13 23:43:34 EDT (#)
Rating: 0

Submitted by skrapmetal (user info) at 2009-03-13 19:48:56 PDT (#)
Ranking: 1

"The very first time I visited the Commonwealth of Kentucky, the newspapers had mention of many cattle mutilations near where I was camping with my little girl. It made me nervous because we were not in a established campground where there were other people. Since then, there have been many terrible things happening there. Many animals have been found drained of blood, some decapitated. (will post details soon}

Locals have been seeing things they describe as "monsters", both in the woods and in their yards. Somthing has been eating dogs chained to their doghouses at night.

Concerning ghosts, there is somthing in some of these houses that I would think could be ghosts, but there are things far worse than ghosts under this house in this story. If you look at the photo taken under this house and follow the black pipe to the very end, you may be able to see two eyes spaced farther apart than human eyes. With a voice of gravel, it was calling me to come nearer. I did crawl closer before getting too creeped out. I am gripped in the claws of the unexplained, and feel that I am being lured or baited. Each foray into the unknown leaves me feeling that one day I will not be allowed to escape. I have had some close calls already."
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*shakes head*
It's been quasi-interesting until now, but if you're going to say things like this and mean them then... well, I guess I mean good luck with the spooks and phantoms and ghouls and presences and spectres and decapitated cattle and eaten dogs and all that. I'll just hang out here in reality. Do let me know if you need some actual science help, even though I'll bet you want to keep actual science as far away from your basement-crawling ectoplasmatography (or whatever you call it) as possible. http://www.ubersite.com/m/119096#2792212
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I have to say that I have no idea what is really happening. I do know that some strange things are going on. Are you saying that you do not think there have been mutilated animals found here? Science has taken us far, but I have not seen science explain the mutilated animals that are found in many places. No footprints and no blood. Curious methinks.

As for this "I'll bet you want to keep actual science as far away from your basement-crawling ectoplasmatography (or whatever you call it) as possible." It would be a relief to understand what dwells underneath. I grow weary dealing with this "basement-crawling ectoplasmatography" weirdness because I have not heard of this happening to others. I was not kidding about feeling like I am being lured and reeled in like a Large Mouth Bass! heh

Submitted by skrapmetal at 2009-03-13 22:48:56 EDT (#)
Rating: 1

"The very first time I visited the Commonwealth of Kentucky, the newspapers had mention of many cattle mutilations near where I was camping with my little girl. It made me nervous because we were not in a established campground where there were other people. Since then, there have been many terrible things happening there. Many animals have been found drained of blood, some decapitated. (will post details soon}

Locals have been seeing things they describe as "monsters", both in the woods and in their yards. Somthing has been eating dogs chained to their doghouses at night.

Concerning ghosts, there is somthing in some of these houses that I would think could be ghosts, but there are things far worse than ghosts under this house in this story. If you look at the photo taken under this house and follow the black pipe to the very end, you may be able to see two eyes spaced farther apart than human eyes. With a voice of gravel, it was calling me to come nearer. I did crawl closer before getting too creeped out. I am gripped in the claws of the unexplained, and feel that I am being lured or baited. Each foray into the unknown leaves me feeling that one day I will not be allowed to escape. I have had some close calls already."
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*shakes head*
It's been quasi-interesting until now, but if you're going to say things like this and mean them then... well, I guess I mean good luck with the spooks and phantoms and ghouls and presences and spectres and decapitated cattle and eaten dogs and all that. I'll just hang out here in reality. Do let me know if you need some actual science help, even though I'll bet you want to keep actual science as far away from your basement-crawling ectoplasmatography (or whatever you call it) as possible. http://www.ubersite.com/m/119096#2792212

Submitted by RoadSong at 2009-03-13 20:55:55 EDT (#)
Rating: 0

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Submitted by billrhine (user info) at 2009-03-13 14:53:46 PDT (#)
Ranking: -2

"I dreamed I was there, in hillbilly heaven..." Tex Ritter, who says you are a fucking fool. . .
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Yes, I have done many foolish things.




Rye Whiskey

Jack o' Diamonds, Jack o' Diamonds and I know you of old
You've robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold
It's a whiskey, you villain, you've been my downfall
You've kicked me, you've cuffed me, but I love you for all
It's a whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If I don't get rye whiskey, well, I think I will die
I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry
If the hard times don't kill me, I'll lay down and die
I'll tune up my fiddle and I 'll rosin my bow
I'll make myself welcome, wherever I go
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die
Beefsteak when I'm hungry red liquor when I'm dry
Greenbacks when I'm hard up and religion when I die
They say I drink whiskey, my money's my own
All them that don't like me, can leave me alone
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die
Sometimes I drink whiskey, sometimes I drink rum
Sometimes I drink brandy, at other times none
But if I get boozey, my whiskey's my own
And them that don't like me, can leave me alone
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die
If the ocean was whiskey and I was a duck
I'd dive to the bottom to get one sweet suck
But the ocean ain't whiskey and I ain't a duck
So we'll round up the cattle and then we'll get drunk
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If the whiskey don't kill me, I'll live till I die
My foot's in my stirrup, my bridle's in my hand
I'm leaving sweet Lillie, the fairest in the land
Her parents don't like me, they say I'm too poor
They say I'm unworthy to enter her door
It's a whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If I don't get rye whiskey, well, I think I will die
Sweet milk when I'm hungry, rye whiskey when I'm dry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die
I'll buy my own whiskey, I'll make my own stew
If I get drunk, madam, it's nothing to you
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die
I'll drink my own whiskey, I'll drink my own wine
Some ten thousand bottles I've killed in my time
I've no wife to quarrel, no babies to bawl
The best way of living is no wife at all
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry
If a tree don't fall on me, I'll live till I die
Way up on Clinch Mountain I wander alone
I'm as drunk as the devil, oh, let me alone
You may boast of your knowledge an' brag of your sense
'Twill all be forgotten a hundred years hence
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, you're no friend to me
You killed my poor daddy, God damn you, try me

By Tex Ritter



Submitted by X54 at 2009-03-13 18:25:30 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Submitted by RoadSong (user info) at 2009-03-13 13:34:13 PDT (#)
Ranking: 0

I do know that this house was built with bricks made by many slaves, some were later locked in the basement and left to die. The owner of the house allowed me to stay here and take photos, he did however tell me the basement was off limits. I respected his instructions and have yet to enter the basement. Neighbors say that the sounds of moaning and the clawing of fingernails can be heard behind the door...
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This story keeps getting better and better. What else are you holding back?

Submitted by Hadley at 2009-03-13 18:23:23 EDT (#)
Rating: -2

STFU you crazy old broad

Submitted by ghostofbubba at 2009-03-13 17:53:46 EDT (#)
Rating: -2

"I dreamed I was there, in hillbilly heaven..." Tex Ritter, who says you are a fucking fool. . .

Submitted by Yozz at 2009-03-13 17:16:38 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Submitted by RoadSong at 2009-03-13 17:16:16 EDT (#)
Rating: 0

Submitted by inion_de_trua (user info) at 2009-03-13 12:06:56 PDT (#)
Ranking: 2

i wanna know the outcome.
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This.. is.. a.. work.. in.. progress.
woo

Submitted by Lib at 2009-03-13 16:54:18 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Submitted by RoadSong at 2009-03-13 16:34:13 EDT (#)
Rating: 0

Submitted by X54 (user info) at 2009-03-13 08:26:43 PDT (#)
Ranking: 2

That is an amazing story! Imagine her disappointment when she found out she wasn't pregnant after all. I wonder who she thought the father was? She doesn't appear to have been married.

We need more doctors today with Ephraim McDowell's attitude. We'd get our health care costs back under control.
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Interesting question concerning her "pregnancy" and possible father. I will look into this and answer this question if possible.

I do know that this house was built with bricks made by many slaves, some were later locked in the basement and left to die. The owner of the house allowed me to stay here and take photos, he did however tell me the basement was off limits. I respected his instructions and have yet to enter the basement. Neighbors say that the sounds of moaning and the clawing of fingernails can be heard behind the door...

Submitted by RoadSong at 2009-03-13 16:17:52 EDT (#)
Rating: 0

Submitted by forensicgirl3 (user info) at 2009-03-13 05:42:07 PDT (#)
Ranking: 2

You're proving to be an interesting addition around here.

Do you REALLY believe in ghosts?
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If you had asked this question several years ago , the answer would have been no.
The last few years have been a wild ride into the unknown and my eyes have been opened to many strange and weird things, some of which seep into the borderlands of the horrific.

The very first time I visited the Commonwealth of Kentucky, the newspapers had mention of many cattle mutilations near where I was camping with my little girl. It made me nervous because we were not in a established campground where there were other people. Since then, there have been many terrible things happening there. Many animals have been found drained of blood, some decapitated. (will post details soon}

Locals have been seeing things they describe as "monsters", both in the woods and in their yards. Somthing has been eating dogs chained to their doghouses at night.

Concerning ghosts, there is somthing in some of these houses that I would think could be ghosts, but there are things far worse than ghosts under this house in this story. If you look at the photo taken under this house and follow the black pipe to the very end, you may be able to see two eyes spaced farther apart than human eyes. With a voice of gravel, it was calling me to come nearer. I did crawl closer before getting too creeped out. I am gripped in the claws of the unexplained, and feel that I am being lured or baited. Each foray into the unknown leaves me feeling that one day I will not be allowed to escape. I have had some close calls already.

This compulsion seems to have started when I was hired to photodoc the restoration of one of the oldest buildings in the state. I spent many hours alone under the building in the dark to get shots of the understructure. Next thing I knew, I was going to these places because it seemed I HAD to.

Thank you for viewing my work.

Submitted by inion_de_trua at 2009-03-13 15:06:56 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

i wanna know the outcome.

Submitted by X54 at 2009-03-13 11:26:43 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

That is an amazing story! Imagine her disappointment when she found out she wasn't pregnant after all. I wonder who she thought the father was? She doesn't appear to have been married.

We need more doctors today with Ephraim McDowell's attitude. We'd get our health care costs back under control.

Submitted by Sage at 2009-03-13 09:05:07 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Submitted by SgtHartman at 2009-03-13 08:43:14 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Submitted by forensicgirl3 at 2009-03-13 08:42:07 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

You're proving to be an interesting addition around here.

Do you REALLY believe in ghosts?

Submitted by FALLEN at 2009-03-13 07:51:42 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

yer alright, Roadsong.

Submitted by orphelia at 2009-03-13 07:05:22 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

i read this last night on my psp i think having your intestines fall to the fall would be a tickly sensation

Submitted by skrapmetal at 2009-03-13 07:01:26 EDT (#)
Rating: 1

Submitted by RoadSong (user info) at 2009-03-12 22:42:16 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0

Submitted by skrapmetal (user info) at 2009-03-12 18:10:56 PDT (#)
Ranking: 1

The only thing more funny to hear talk about what they believe than evangelists are "paranormalists". GodDAMN are "ghost hunters" hilarious.
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I know, I know...
Tis funny right up to the time somthing unexplained happens to YOU!
heh
{I almost left that part out but then decided...pfft and wtf}
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"Unexplained" doesn't mean "caused by things not of this plane of existence". It means "it hasn't been explained yet". Scientific Method and all that.

Submitted by bromide at 2009-03-13 06:58:07 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Es was sehr interessant

Submitted by RoadSong at 2009-03-13 03:06:41 EDT (#)
Rating: 0

Submitted by Wildman (user info) at 2009-03-12 23:50:33 PDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Hillbilly heaven.
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yep!

Submitted by Wildman at 2009-03-13 02:50:33 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Hillbilly heaven.

Submitted by RoadSong at 2009-03-12 23:58:20 EDT (#)
Rating: 0

Ephraim McDowell
Born: 11-Nov-1771
Birthplace: Rockbridge County, VA
Died: 25-Jun-1830
Location of death: Danville, KY
Cause of death: Appendicitis
Remains: Buried, McDowell Park, Danville, KY


Gender: Male
Religion: Anglican/Episcopalian
Race or Ethnicity: White
Sexual orientation: Straight
Occupation: Doctor

Nationality: United States
Executive summary: Performed the first ovariotomy

Ephraim McDowell studied theology before briefly attending medical school in Scotland. He returned to America without obtaining a degree, and apprenticed under two established physicians before opening his own medical practice in the tiny Kentucky town of Danville. Called to deliver a child for Jane Todd Crawford, a farmer's wife from the neighboring county, he had to inform her that she was not pregnant, but instead had an ovarian tumor. The malady was routinely fatal at the time, and surgical removal of a tumor was considered unfeasible by virtually all physicians. But McDowell believed it could be done, Mrs Crawford consented, and on Christmas Day in 1809 -- decades before anesthesia or disinfectant became available -- McDowell performed the first ovariotomy.

Portions of Mrs Crawford's intestines unavoidably uncoiled and were sprawled across the table, in McDowell's living room. Restrained during the operation by two grown men, she endured the pain by screaming out memorized verses from the Psalms. McDowell quickly found and removed her ovarian tumor, which he described as "fifteen pounds of a dirty, gelatinous substance" encased in a shell, "which weighed seven pounds and a half." At the operation's conclusion, he re-warmed her loose intestines by pouring warm water over them, then stuffed them back inside her before stitching his incision closed. She not only survived but recovered fully, and lived more than thirty years after the operation -- twelve years longer than McDowell himself.

He performed the same successful operation on two more women before publishing his landmark report "Three Cases of Extirpation of Diseased Ovaria" in the journal Eclectic Repertory and Analytical Review. In his career, McDowell performed thirteen ovariotomies, and more than two dozen abdominal and hernia operations. He operated twice on one patient, future American President James Knox Polk.

Theological: Bardstown Seminary, Bardstown, KY
Medical School: University of Edinburgh (1793-94, dropped out)


Scottish Ancestry


Appears on postage stamps:
USA, Scott #1138 (4 cents, depicting McDowell, issued 3-Dec-1959)
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Here is somthing else about this case, the details are different from other accounts, but you get the idea. You were correct, I did have a typo concerning how long he lived after the operation on Jane.
You peer at things in a close manner.
I would not have noticed my mistake if not for your comment.
Thank you.





Submitted by RoadSong at 2009-03-12 23:40:33 EDT (#)
Rating: 0

Submitted by X54 (user info) at 2009-03-12 20:21:46 PDT (#)
Ranking: 1

"She lived another 33 years, outliving her backwoods surgeon with the pioneer spirit by 33 years."

Am I to understand that Jane's backwoods surgeon with the pioneer spirit died immediately after delivering her 22 pound tumor?
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hm
Good question.
Will check and see....

ps
hello to your first post

Submitted by X54 at 2009-03-12 23:21:46 EDT (#)
Rating: 1

"She lived another 33 years, outliving her backwoods surgeon with the pioneer spirit by 33 years."

Am I to understand that Jane's backwoods surgeon with the pioneer spirit died immediately after delivering her 22 pound tumor?

Submitted by RoadSong at 2009-03-12 23:10:58 EDT (#)
Rating: 0

People really have gone missing from this house...

Submitted by RoadSong at 2009-03-12 22:42:16 EDT (#)
Rating: 0

Submitted by skrapmetal (user info) at 2009-03-12 18:10:56 PDT (#)
Ranking: 1

The only thing more funny to hear talk about what they believe than evangelists are "paranormalists". GodDAMN are "ghost hunters" hilarious.
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I know, I know...
Tis funny right up to the time somthing unexplained happens to YOU!
heh
{I almost left that part out but then decided...pfft and wtf}

Submitted by skrapmetal at 2009-03-12 21:10:56 EDT (#)
Rating: 1

The only thing more funny to hear talk about what they believe than evangelists are "paranormalists". GodDAMN are "ghost hunters" hilarious.

Submitted by SkullBiter at 2009-03-12 19:29:02 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Ok.

Submitted by EmissionImpossible at 2009-03-12 18:43:30 EDT (#)
Rating: 1

just poof!

Submitted by LittleMonster at 2009-03-12 18:36:45 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

fuck dude


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