I remember Dr. Slaughter... He nursed my broken coccyx from being pushed down to the ground by Duane Troy during one of the Propheets, i think the Childrens...
Talk about negligence.. its at every corner and fuzzy memory.
Duane Troy, jesus. His little sister Connie was one of my little sisters and ended up being one of my best friends there. I've never been able to find her since graduation. Anyone know what happened to the Troy's?
I never met Duane but I heard he was one mean SOB. Why the hell was he pushing you down during your childrens? I don't remember any exercises like that. Dr. Slaughter.......can you think of a more appropriate name? (that was his name right?) He's like the shady back alley doctor you go to if you're a gang member who's been shanked but can't go to a real hospital because you've got warrents. He scrubbed my head wound with what I really think was a green brillo pad (the kind we used during dish duty) after I had a bad accident at Sweitzer. First though, because he believed in humanity and non-suffering, he stuck my said head wound about 15 times with a novicaine-filled needle so that I wouldn't feel it when he used the brillo pad. I think because I was at RMA I wasn't allowed any pain killers. But he literally pulled back the skin and shoved that needle under the skin of my head numerous times. Thank god I was in shock. 15 stitches later...
Wow, i am so sorry. I cannot remember which propheet it was, maybe it was the Truth, but i am having a hard time piecing together solid chunks of time there. I was up all night having dreams about people, and expeditions the way dreams can only make them, etc, . I don't know a thing as to the whereabouts of the Troy's. I can only imagine that their life continued on a road of various noxious institutions. They were a poor lot, suffered much at a young age.
And i vaguley remember having to do an evacuation of someone in my peer group on my last expedition. His name was John and have forever been trying to remember the last name. I remember his face, and i can;t remember if it was from an injury or if he had refused to shit in the woods and got severely constipated. I am pretty sure Dr. Slaughter administered the long ice cream sundae style spoon to his rear.