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Post by Guest Tue Aug 23, 2011 5:06 am

Various work performed by Physicians
Inspecting slave girls
At certain times of the year several such booths are set up within the courtyard of a slaver’s house; in each, unclothed, chained by the left ankle to a ring, on furs, is a choice Red Silk Girl; prospective buyers, usually accompanied by a member of the Caste of Physicians, in the presence of the slaver’s agent, examine various girls; when particular interest is indicated in one, the Physician and the slaver’s agent withdraw;
Assassin

Certifying slaves as Virgins
Tamirus approached me. He wore green robes. I did not know at that time but this indicated he was of the caste of physicians.
....
There are various attitudes in which the virginity of a girl may be checked. The least embarrassing to her is probably this one.
Tamirus was careful with me, and gentle. He checked twice, delicately.
“Thank you, Master,” I said to him, gratefully.
He stood up. “It is as certified by the house of Hendow,” he said. “The slave is a virgin.”
Dancer

Certifying slave papers
Elizabeth was much amused by the forged slave papers prepared for her, giving in detail an account of her capture and exchanges, complete with endorsements and copies of bills of sale. Some of the information such as Physicians' certifications and measurements and marks of identification had been compiled in the Nest and later transferred to the documents. In my compartment, A1-Ka fingerprinted her, adding her prints to the papers. Under a section on attributes I was interested to note that she was listed as literate.
Assassin

Conducting psychological studies, compiling statistics
whereas Flaminius argued for a position in which women were hardly to be recognized as belonging to the human species. I expect both, and I am certain that Flaminius, recognized the errors and exaggerations of their own position, but neither was concerned with the truth; both were concerned only with victory, and pleasing themselves. At any rate, to my satisfaction, but Elizabeth’s irritation, Flaminius commonly had the best of these exchanges, producing incredibly subtle, complex arguments, quoting supposedly objectively conducted studies by the Caste of Physicians, statistics, the results of tests, and what not. Phyllis, unconvinced, was often reduced to tears and stuttering incoherence.
Assassin

Research diseases
“I thought to find,” said he, “an immunization against Dar-Kosis.”
“For many years,” said Flaminius, “and this was even before 10,110, the year of Pa-Kur and his horde, I and others worked secretly in the Cylinder of Physicians. We devoted our time, those Ahn in the day in which we could work, to study, research, test and experiment.
Assassin


However, disease is almost unknown in the Gorean cities, where the members of the Caste of Physicians do their work.
Age, on Gor, interestingly, was regarded, and still is, by the caste of Physicians as a disease, not an inevitable natural phenomenon. the fact that it seemed a universal disease did not dissuade the caste from considering how it might be combated. Accordingly the work of centuries was turned to this end. Many other diseases, which presumably flourished centuries ago on Gor, tended to be neglected, as less dangerous and less universal then that of aging. A result tended to be that those less suseptible lived on, propegating their kind.

At any rate disease is now almost unknown among the gorean cities, with the exception of the dreaded Dar-Kosis disease or the holy disease, reasearch upon which is generally frowned upon by the caste of initiates who insist the disease is a visitation of the displeasure of the Preist-Kingss on its recipients.
Assassin
Testing on animals
Flaminius took another drink, and then he looked at me, bitterly. “Before the next passage hand,” said he, “armed men broke into the Cylinder of Physicians; the floors we worked on were burned; the Cylinder itself was seriously damaged; our work, our records, the animals we used were all destroyed; several of my staff were slain, others driven away.” He drew his tunic over his head. I saw that half of his body was scarred. “
“I had,” he said, “shortly before the fire developed a strain of urts resistant to the Dar-Kosis organism; a serum cultured from their blood was injected in other animals, which subsequently we were unable to infect. It was tentative, only a beginning, but I had hoped I had hoped very much.”
Assassin

Blood transfusions
Why have you done this?” I cried in anger. She looked at me in mild surprise. “Kuurus,” she said, calling me by the name by which she had known me in the house. “It is you, Kuurus.”
“Yes,” I said. “Yes.”
“I did not wish to live longer as a slave,” she said.
I wept.
“Tell Ho-Tu,” she said, “that I love him.”
I sprang to my feet and ran to the door. “Flaminius!” I cried. “Flaminius!”
A slave running past stopped on my command. “Fetch Flaminius!” I cried. “He must bring blood! Sura must live!”
...
Flaminius came in but a few moments. With him he carried the apparatus of his craft, and a canister of fluid. There was paga on his breath but his eyes were sober. At the door, suddenly, agonized, he stopped.
Assassin

Giving shots for Stabilization Serums - SEE ALSO Aging & Stabilization Serums
“She requires the Stabilization Serums,” said the physician.
The guard nodded.
“They are administered in four shots,” said the physician.
He nodded to a heavy, beamed, diagonal platform in a corner of the room. The guard took me and threw me, belly down, on the platform, fastening my wrists over my head and widely apart, in leather wrist straps. He similarly secured my ankles. The physician was busying himself with fluids and a syringe before a shelf in another part of the room, laden with vials.
I screamed. The shot was painful. It was entered in the small of my back, over the left hip.
They left me secured to the table for several minutes and then the physician returned to check the shot. There had been, apparently, no unusual reaction.

We returned, similarly, to the physician’s house on the next four days. On the first day I had been examined, given some minor medicines of little consequence, and the first shot in the Stabilization Series. On the second, third and fourth day I received the concluding shots of the series. On the fifth day the physician took more samples.
“The serums are effective,” he told the guard.
Captive

Shaving heads of message slaves
Samos looked at me, quickly. Then to one of those at the table, one who wore the garments of the physicians, he said, “Obtain the message.”
. . .
The member of the caste of physicians, a laver held for him in the hands of another man, put his hands on the girl’s head. She closed her eyes.
. . .
The physician lifted the girl’s long dark hair, touching the shaving knife to the back of her neck. Her head was inclined forward.
. . .
“The message girl is ready,” said the man who wore the green of the physicians. He turned to the man beside him; he dropped the shaving knife into the bowl, wiped his hands on a towel.
The girl, bound, knelt between the guards. There were tears in her eyes. Her head had been shaved, completely. She had no notion what had been written there. Illiterate girls are chosen for such messages. Originally her head had been shaved, and the message tattooed into the scalp. Then, over months, her hair had been permitted to regrow.
Tribesmen

Dental Care
Open your mouth,” said the man.
I opened my mouth.
“See?” he said to Melina. He had his fingers in my mouth, opening it widely. “In the back tooth, on the top, on the left,” he said, “a tiny bit of metal.”
“Physicians can do that,” said Melina.
Slave Girl

On a rounded wooden block a naked slave girl knelt, her wrists braceleted behind her. Her head was back. One of the physicians was cleaning her teeth.
Beasts

It is not an infallible sign, however, for not all Earth girls have fillings and some dental work is done upon occasion by the caste of physicians on Gorean girls.
Beasts

As a child I had had some fillings in the molar area, on lower left side.
“They are common in barbarians,” said the first man.
“Yes,” said Durbar. “But, those of the caste of physicians do such things. I have seen them in some Gorean girls.”
Kajira

Testing for pox
“We are going to test you for pox,” he said. The girl groaned. It was my hope that none on board the Clouds of Telnus had carried the pox. It is transmitted by the bites of lice. The pox had appeared in Bazi some four years ago. The port had been closed for two years by the merchants. It had burned itself out moving south and eastward in some eighteen months. Oddly enough some were immune to the pox, and with others it had only a temporary, debilitating effect. With others it was swift, lethal and horrifying. Those who had survived the pox would presumably live to procreate themselves, on the whole presumably transmitting their immunity or relative immunity to their offspring.
Slaves who contracted the pox were often summarily slain. It was thought that the slaughter of slaves had had its role to play in the containment of the pox in the vicinity of Bazi.
“It is not she,” said the physician. He sounded disappointed. This startled me.
Slave Girl

Revealing (and perhaps applying) Chemical Brands
The physician swabbed a transparent fluid on my arm. Suddenly, startling me, elating the men, there emerged, as though by magic, a tiny, printed sentence, in fine characters, in bright red. It was on the inside of my elbow. I knew what the sentence said, for my mistress, the Lady Elicia of Ar, had told me. It was a simple sentence. It said; “This is she.” It had been painted on my arm with a tiny brush, with another transparent fluid. I had seen the wetness on the inside of my arm, on the area where the arm bends, on the inside of the elbow, and then it had dried, disappearing. I was not even sure the writing had remained. But now, under the action of the reagent, the writing had emerged, fine and clear. Then, only a moment or so later, the physician, from another flask, poured some liquid on a rep-cloth swab, and, again as though by magic, erased the writing. The invisible stain was then gone. The original reagent was then again tried, to check the erasure. There was no reaction. The chemical brand, marking me for the agents with whom the Lady Elicia, my mistress, was associated, was gone. The physician then, with the second fluid, again cleaned my arm, removing the residue of the second application of the reagent.
Slave Girl

Inducing "Hypnosis" with drugs
Iskander, of the physicians, had given me of a strange draft, which I, slave, must needs drink.
“This will relax you,” he had said, “and induce an unusual state of consciousness. As I speak to you your memory will be unusually clear. You will recall tiny details with precision. Further, you will become responsive to my suggestions.”
I do not know what the drug was but it seemed truly effective. Slowly, under its influence, and the soothing, but authoritative voice of Iskander, I, responsive to his suggestions, obedient to his commands, began to speak of the house of Belisarius and what had occurred there. I might, in my normal waking state, have recalled much of what had occurred there, even to the words spoken, but, in the unusual state of consciousness which Iskander, by means of his drug and his suggestions, had induced in me even the most trivial details, little things which a waking consciousness would naturally and peremptorily suppress as meaningless, unimportant, were recalled with a lucid, patient fidelity.
Slave Girl

Attending "Caste Conventions" (Meeting at the Fair) to exchange information
The fairs, too, however, have many other functions. For example, they serve as a scene of caste conventions, and as loci for the sharing of discoveries and research. It is here, for example, that physicians, and builders and artisans may meet and exchange ideas and techniques.
Beasts

Further, members of castes such as the Physicians and Builders use the fairs for the dissemination of information and techniques among Caste Brothers, as is prescribed in their codes in spite of the fact that their respective cities may be hostile.
Priest Kings


Although the codes required them to share information and techniques among members of their caste, they kept their records and information confidential from the public at large.
One hires a warrior for one thing, one hires a scribe for another. One does not expect a scribe to know the sword. Why, then, should one expect the warrior to know the pen? An excellent example of this sort of thing is the caste of musicians which has, as a whole, resisted many attempts to develop and standardize a musical notation. Songs and melodies tend to be handed down within the caste, from one generation to another. If something is worth playing, it is worth remembering, they say. On the other hand, I suspect that they fear too broad a dissemination of the caste knowledge. Physicians, interestingly, perhaps for a similar reason, tend to keep records in archaic Gorean, which is incomprehensible to most Goreans.
Magicians

It seems then, in a roleplay sense, not only acceptable but actually preferable to simply refer to using a balm, a chemical sterilizer, a shot, a sedative, and so on rather than trying to name them with plants and ingredients either known on gor or from earth herbal lore
Tending Wounds - note the chemical sterilization
“Call one of the physicians,” I heard.
“One is coming,” I heard.
These voices came from within the booth.
I bent down and brushed aside the canvas, re-entering the booth. Two men with torches were now there, as well as several others. A man held the merchant in his arms. I pulled aside his robes. The wounds were grievous, but not mortal.
. . .
A physician entered the booth, with his kit slung over the shoulder of his green robes. He began to attend to the merchant.
. . .
When the physician had finished the cleansing, chemical sterilization and dressing of the merchant’s wounds, he left.
Beasts

I found Flaminius, the Physician, in his quarters, and he, obligingly, though drunk, treated the arm which Ho-Tu had slashed with the hook knife. The wound was not at all serious.
"The games of Kajuralia can be dangerous," remarked Flaminius, swiftly wrapping a white cloth about the wound, securing it with four small metal snap clips.
"It is true," I admitted.
Assassin

Tending Wounds - note the patient does not receive magic, "advanced", or herbal pain medication and in fact, still hurts afterwards!
It was then that I heard the scream, a man's scream. I knew the sound for I was of the warriors. Steel, unexpectedly and deeply, had entered a human body.
...
Inside, crouching over a fallen man, the merchant, was the attacker, robed in swirling black. In his hand there glinted a dagger.
...
A man held the merchant in his arms.
I pulled aside his robes. The wounds were grievous, but not mortal.
...
I returned my attention to the struck merchant. The placement of the wounds I found of interest.
"Will I die?" asked the merchant.
"He who struck you was clumsy," I said. "You will live." I then added, "If the bleeding is stopped."
I stood up.
"For the sake of Priest-Kings," said the man, "stop the bleeding."
I regarded the scribe. Others might attend to the work of stanching the flow of blood from the wounds of the merchant.
...
A physician entered the booth, with his kit slung over the shoulder of his green robes. He began to attend to the merchant.
"You will live," he assured the merchant.
...
When the physician had finished the cleansing, chemical sterilization and dressing of the merchant's, wounds, he left. With him the majority of the watchers withdrew as well. The scribe had paid the physician from a small iron box, taken from a locked trunk; a tarsk bit.
...
"There is one part of this plan, however," I said, "which you have not fathomed."
"What is that?" asked the merchant. Momentarily he gritted his teeth, in pain from his wounds.
Beasts

Tending broken bones
I yanked the fellow by the neck leash of twisted cloth to his feet. I thrust the silver tarsk into his mouth, so that he could not speak.
“Seek a physician,” I told him. “Have your wrist attended to. It appears to be broken. Do not be in Victoria by morning.”
I then turned him about and, hurrying him with a well-placed kick, sent him running, awkwardly, painfully, whimpering and stumbling, from the dock.
Rogue

Working on docks to inspect crew & slaves of incoming ships
Two men from the desk of the nearest wharf praetor, he handling wharves six through ten, a scribe and a physician, boarded the ship. The scribe carried a folder with him. He would check the papers of Ulafi, the registration of the ship, the arrangements for wharfage and the nature of the cargo. The physician would check the health of the crew and slaves. Plague, some years ago, had broken out in Bazi, to the north, which port had then been closed by the merchants for two years. In some eighteen months it had burned itself out, moving south and eastward. Bazi had not yet recovered from the economic blow. Schendi’s merchant council, I supposed, could not be blamed for wishing to exercise due caution that a similar calamity did not befall their own port.
The scribe, with Ulafi, went about his business. I, with the crew members, submitted to the examination of the physician. He did little more than look into our eyes and examine our forearms. But our eyes were not yellowed nor was there sign of the broken pustules in our flesh.
Explorers

Advising FW on their frigidity
A familiar bit of advice given by bold Gorean physicians to free women who consult them about their frigidity is, to their scandal, “Learn slave dance.” Another bit of advice, usually given to a free woman being ushered out of his office by a physician impatient with her imaginary ailments is, “Become a slave.” Frigidity, of course, is not accepted in slaves. If nothing else, it will be beaten out of their beautiful hides by whips.
Guardsman

Artificial Insemination?
“I had never been in the arms of a man before,” she said, “for the men of Tharna may not touch women.”
I must have looked puzzled.
“The Caste of Physicians,” she said, “under the direction of the High Council of Tharna, arranges these matters.”
Outlaw

Testing a slaves responses
Cernus turned to Caprus. "Was she touched by the leather?" he inquired.
"The Physician Flaminius conducted the test," reported Caprus. "She was superb."
Assassin

Administering sedatives and drugs
"This one," said Flaminius, "started to go into shock. That can be quite serious. We lashed her that she would feel, that she would come alive under the lash, come to her senses in the pain."
I looked into the cage. The girl was terrified, and doubtless in pain, but certainly she was not in shock.
"Sometimes," said Flaminius, "shock cannot be so easily prevented. Indeed, sometimes the lash itself drives the girl into shock. Then sedations and drugs are called for. This lot, however, has been excellent."
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