http://drjcovington.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] drjcovington.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2006-11-29 09:21 pm
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Myth Into History, Week 11: Give Credit Where It's Due [Thurs/1st Period, Danger Shop]

The Danger Shop was set up to look like the interior of a cramped, dusty temple today, with chairs set up in a circle around the altar.

"Don't set foot outside," Janice said lightly once everyone was seated, as she passed out handouts to everyone. "It's a war zone out there. You're in the healing temple of Asclepius, right in the heart of the ongoing war between the Mitoans and Thessalians. And you're here today to find out where a few of the medical techniques we still use today came from."

She pointed at the altar with her well-chewed cigar. "See, the priests of Asclepius believed they had to put their patients on this altar and pray for the knowledge and skill to heal whatever wounds they had to heal." The roll of Janice's eyes said very clearly what she thought of that idea. "Only problem is, well -- war zone. One altar. And a hell of a lot of patients. What do you do? Common sense says that you sort out who needs treatment the most and take care of them first, right? That's what we know as triage. Then there was the amputation of ruined limbs to prevent gangrene from setting in. Again, common sense, at least under more primitive conditions. And Caesarean-section delivery of babies -- what, would you want to give birth to a centaur the natural way?"

"This is the thing," Janice continued. "All of these techniques were blasphemy to the priests of Asclepius, at least until this war, when a young novice recorded these revolutionary techniques and wrote a treatise on medicine as being something completely separate from philosophy and religion. His name, by the way, was Hippocrates. And an early version of the Hippocratic Corpus mentions a mysterious warrior woman who came to this temple and taught him these things. Give you one guess who that was."

She waved a hand around the temple. "Set up at various stations in here, you'll find perfectly ordinary items that could be used for first aid in wartime conditions. Don't try and think about how sterile they might or might not be. Just see if you can figure out what you could do with them, if you had to use them to treat war wounds."

[OOC: Class Info Post. I'll try and ping in as much as I can today, but I'm still playing catchup at work. I demand to know why I can't get paid to RP. ;) OCD is up! Clues to the activity in the episode transcript. Mwahaha.]

Re: During the Lecture [MiH, Week 11]

[identity profile] dbiers.livejournal.com 2006-11-30 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
D'anna chewed on some bubble-gum to keep herself from going batty.

It was a weak and feeble defense.

So she balled up some paper under her desk, and when she thought no one was looking, tossed it at Janet.
janet_fraiser: (hidden mirth)

Re: During the Lecture [MiH, Week 11]

[personal profile] janet_fraiser 2006-11-30 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Janet glanced over and grinned at D. "You ever notice how everything can be attributed to that woman?" she whispered.

Re: During the Lecture [MiH, Week 11]

[identity profile] dbiers.livejournal.com 2006-11-30 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
D nodded and rolled her eyes. "I'm waiting to hear how she founded our school, settled the island, and fought off the first invasion - all while in a coma, entombed in ice, beneath a giant rock, in the deepest sea... on another planet."
janet_fraiser: (giggle)

Re: During the Lecture [MiH, Week 11]

[personal profile] janet_fraiser 2006-11-30 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Janet tried desperately not to laugh. "I just can't top that one," she said. "How are you feeling, by the way?"