The sewing technique that was taught was to use interrupted stitches. This
meant that each stitch had to be individually made, then tied and cut.
This takes a bit of time. It was not unusual for a razor fight to result
in dozens of long slashes. It was also not unusual to have several victims of
the fights come in at the same time. In order to save time one had to take
a short cut and use a running suture, looping the needle and suture along the
cut without stopping to tie off each stitch. The result was not always
cosmetically pleasing, but it got the job done.
Saturday nights were the busiest with sometimes rather severe injuries
from the fights. One woman came in with multiple puncture wounds all over
her chest. When I questioned her she said she had been in a fight with
another woman who wielded an icepick. “ But you just wait, doctor “,
she said. “ When they bring that ice pick woman in you’ll see what I did to
her. I bit her titty off.” And Saturday night was only getting
started. I think this type of scene would demonstrate the
difference between the Memphis charity hospital from the elitist Chicago suburb
hospital that your Dad interned at where each patient had a personal private
physician. But I got paid more – a dollar a day, and John got
nothing. Will
Meriwether
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Just wow.... more more more, please!
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