Apparently!
Ohmygod that’s hilarious.
Had they not considered the hot water bottle?
Warm flapjacks! Bwahahahahahahaha!!!
I suppose a flapjack would better adjust to the contours of the breast. On the other hand, maybe it’s just an easy excuse to get the man to make some pancakes.
Eve Dear–
please give me the title of this new book?
NAY! Fetch leeches. We shall cure her anon. 
Elizabeth’s London, by Liza Picard.
Rock group Pearl Jam’s third album, Vitalogy, was named after a turn-of-the-last-century home medical book by one E. H. Ruddock. The album cover and much of the artwork were taken from the book, and excerpts from the text are also included. This generated enough interest in the original book that it came back into print, so those of you curious about such things should be able to order it.
So what’s wrong with pancakes and milk? I hear Oreo’s work great, too.
An excess of blood makes you sanguine, or cheerful.
An excess of phlegm makes you phlegmatic, or calm.
An excess of yellow bile (choler) makes you choleric, or angry.
An excess of black bile makes you melancholy (literally “black choler”), or sad.
These of course determine whether you are in a “good humour” or a “bad humour.”
For about half a second I was confused about how Eve could be reading a book yet to be published. Now I’m just very jealous. Which humour is in control of the green-eyed monster?
Hmph!
Teasing us with a book we can’t have!
No leeches! No leeches for you! 
This is hardly any more bizarre than putting cabbage leaves inside your bra–a remedy that is still commonly recommended in all seriousness.
Actually, I could see the cabbages helping.
“Honey, how are your breasts?”
“Well, they still hurt a little. But what’s really bothering me is the cabbage.”
My OB recommended frozen cabbage leaves to make my milk dry up. He joked that when I was finished with the cabbage leaves, I could make cole slaw. :eek:
Robin
I’m absolutely howling with laughter…picturing blueberries, syrup…I can’t eat flapjacks without sausage…where in the heck would that go?
Honey, if you don’t know where the sausage goes by now . . .
What do you think cleavage is for?
Really, you need to watch more porn.
HAAAAAAWWWWWWKKK - PTOOOOOO!!
I feel calmer already!
From this site on the third page. The rest of it is pretty interesting too, especially the part about the secretive beginnings of obstretic forceps.
How would you like to have that swimming around in your insides?
And from the first page (linked above), this description of an obstructed delivery. (Italics mine).
:eek: I knew this happens with cattle sometimes when he calf has died in the womb, but I never went so far to imagine that it happened to people. The leg came off with pulling . . . shudder.
That last post was TMI! Aghh. I wonder if it survived?
From “The Manual of Household work and Management”, 1910 by Annie Butterworth:
You can just imagine… Wife: “Aiiiee aiieeee - SHREIIIK!”. Husband: “Whats the matter with you woman, do you want to go back to the cellar for some more douching?”.
Also, and I can’t find the quote for this one, for the treatment of gas poisoning a 1 pint hot coffee enema was advised. Eek.