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men  take  these  noxious  substances  and go  into convul-
sive states. Their twitchings  and mutterings  are thought
to have prophetic significance." )
  "I  had  a  Yage  hangover,  me, and  in no  condition to
take  any  of  Browbeck's  shit.  First  thing he  comes on
with I should start the incision from  the back  instead of
the  front,  muttering  some  garbled nonsense  about being
sure  to  cut out  the gall  bladder it  would fuck  up the
meat.  Thought  he  was  on  the  farm cleaning  a chicken.
I told him  to go  put his  head back  in the  oven, where-
upon  he  had  the  effrontery  to  push  my  hand  severing
the  patient's  femoral  artery.   Blood  spurted   up  and
blinded  the  anesthetist,  who ran  out through  the halls
screaming.  Browbeck  tried to  knee me  in the  groin, and
I   managed   to   hamstring  him   with  my   scalpel.  He
crawled  about  the  floor  stabbing  at  my feet  and legs.
Violet,  that's  my baboon  assistant --  only woman  I ever
cared a damn about  -- really  wigged. I  climbed up  on the
table  and  poise  myself  to  jump  on Browbeck  with both
feet and stomp him when the cops rushed in.
  "Well,  this  rumble   in  the   operating  room,   'this  un-
speakable  occurrence'  as  the  Super  called  it,   you  might
say  was  the  blow  off.  The  wolf  pack  was closing  for the
kill.  A crucifixion,  that's the  only word  for it.  Of course
I'd  made  a  few  'dumheits'  here   and  there.   Who  hasn't?
There  was  the  time  me  and  the  anesthetist  drank  up  all
the  ether  and  the  patient  came   up  on   us,  and   I  was
accused   of   cutting  the   cocaine  with   Sanifiush.  Violet
did it actually. Had to protect her of course....
  "So  the  wind-up   is  we   are  all   drummed  out   of  the
industry.  Not  that  Violet  was  a  bona  fide  croaker,  nei-
ther   was   Browbeck  for   that  matter,   and  even   my  own
certificate  was  called  in  question.  But  Violet  knew  more
medicine   than  the   Mayo  Clinic.   She  had   an  extraordi-
nary intuition and a high sense of duty.
  "So  there  I  was  flat  on  my  ass  with   no  certificate.
Should  I  turn  to   another  trade?   No.  Doctoring   was  in
my  blood.
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