Doctor's Orders

[rabidsamfan]

Complete bedrest and a plethora of medicines: paraldehyde to help him sleep and cannabis to quell the cough so that he wouldn't wake too soon; camphorated oil on his chest and eucalyptus scenting the air. Belladonna too, which eased him, but left his mind wandering back to the wretched day when I had used it against him in a pretense I now regretted. The huge dark pupils twinkled as he studied me. "All I need is a crust of beeswax and some rouge and vaseline, right? And I'll mutter about oysters, too."

I couldn't chide him. Turnabout is fair play.

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[kcscribbler]

*cackles* You go, Watson.

Eesh, my nose is wrinkling just thinking about all those smells, though.

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

I've been reading old medical books. A sickroom would be amazingly complicated in the scent department...