You know how life works. Murphy's Law does indeed seem to be a law of nature--anything that can go wrong, will go wrong, and at the worst possible moment. There needs to be a less severe version of that rule that states that anything that can cause a minor inconvenience will indeed cause a minor inconvenience. Let's just call it Murphy's Second Law.
This Second Law hit me this week. I ordered some books online, placing two separate orders. The first order consisted of textbooks I need for the upcoming semester. The second contained two books for my own personal enjoyment--C.S. Lewis's On Stories and a collection of writings by the ancient Greek doctors Hippocrates and Galen. Yes, I ordered both these books of my own free will. Yes, I know it's strange. I don't honestly care.
Anyway, on Monday, I got all of my textbooks. I got On Stories. The only book out of both orders I didn't get is my Hippocratic Writings. The only one I actually needed for research. Of course.
Anyway, I got the Greek book today.
The Greek medical textbook, I ordered for research. Lukas has access to the writings of both Hippocrates and Galen, and I figured I'd better know at least a little bit of what he knows. I only understand about a fourth of what's going on. And not because it's written in Greek--thank God for translators. (I actually have a cousin in Chicago who's fluent in Greek, but I doubt she'd be willing to spend hours on end talking about medical stuff.) It's just...weird.
"Mortification or suppuration upon erysipelas is bad," says Hippocrates on page 142 of the book. I don't know what that means. Does anyone know what that means? Okay. Let's Google some stuff...
Just got back from the internet. You don't want to know what that means. Let's just say that "mortification" doesn't mean "embarrassment" in this context....
And that's not the only weird thing about these guys. They're obsessed with bodily fluids. Mainly pee. There's a section of the book called "Of the Epidemics" that simply doesn't shut up about pee. Why? Just why? What does it tell you? Why do you think it's important?
Looking back...why did I buy this? How am I going to incorporate it into the Clouds Aflame series? Since (spoiler alert) Alva's death, Lukas is the best and only doctor on St. Anne's Cleft. And honestly? I don't think the Greeks helped him much. This humoral theory is driving me nuts. Something about fat people needing to be purged in winter and thin people needing to be purged in summer or vice versa and when do the leeches come in? I understand leeches. I saw a jar of them once. They remind me of the algae eaters we used to keep in our aquarium.
Anyway, I'd better get back to...something. Reading about pee. Writing about sleep deprivation. I don't know.
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M. J. Piazza is a Jesus-loving, dog-walking country girl who just so happens to write books.