16 --Take Your Medicine! / DECEPTION
Take Your Medicine! August 10, 2018 When I was a little girl in the late 1950’s-early 1960’s, when I fell down and skinned my knee, it was time to get out the Mercurochrome. It would sting and burn a bit. Turn my skin bright orangey-red. I am not sure it did much else, to be honest! But if you needed more than orange Mercurochrome, that meant a trip to the doctor. Our family physician was Dr. Garland. His office was in a dark red brick Federal-style home located in Marshville, NC. When you walked in the front door, you entered the waiting room toward the left. His nurse Mrs. Hill, a tiny dynamo of a lady, would call your name and lead you through double doors into the examination room. She would be dressed all in white, from her starched nurse’s cap down to her shoes. Dr. Garland always had on a white coat, and his stethoscope would be around his neck. He would complete the examination, give ...