The Patient

The Patient
A tongue in cheek look at an old time remedy.

Doctor Edward Plimpton, 

I have found myself in need to write this letter and hope that it will find you with sensitivity for my predicament.  I should like to make certain that my father is not aware of my writing you, and intend that he not gain enlightenment on this matter.

Some time ago, my father, Mr. Charles Dudley, brought me to your Mulberry Street office, as I had been incorrigibly unfocused and fidgety during my piano studies with Madame Forsythe.  Though it had been more than four days since my nineteenth birthday, my father thought it necessary that he bring me, himself, to your attention.  On that particular day, I did not know myself.  I am not a flighty woman, nor have I ever been less than diligent and dedicated to my studies.  What condition caused the betrayal of my blood to rush and prickle under my skin was a mystery to me.  I was dizzied by it and felt my breath could not be caught.

The expert that you are regarding such conditions, you were able to diagnose me, at once, with Hysteria.  To put a name to the ill that plagues me every month is only but somewhat of comfort, as I am still gripped by its wretched influence and now left without recourse.  The remedy you so expertly offered in your office was no less than a miracle in its effectiveness.  After your kind and knowing hand made way to the source of my hysteria, found quite surprisingly in my knickers, I was able to think clearly once again.  I should like to take this opportunity to compliment you on your technique.  Though your sight was obscured by my dress and petticoat, you were none the less able to apply the correct action with my comfort in mind.  I should also like to apologize for the unsightly mess you endured as a result of my treatment, as well as the most unfortunate wailing I seemed unable to withhold.

You may be aware of the rash of dismissals at the Stallworth Mill and Feed.  My father, who had been foreman there for over fifteen years, was not spared in the consolidation with their business of similar designation in Trevor County.  He is not able to afford me my monthly visits to your office for my ongoing condition, as you have prescribed.  In my desperation, I have attempted your technique in earnest.  It is with a humble heart that I ask of some charitable consideration for my unfortunate circumstances.  Should there be any manner of compensation other than that of your established fee, I would be most certainly obliged to know of such a favor.

Hoping this letter finds you with agreement.
I am awaiting your response, 
Miss Abigail Dudley