Menczer Museum of Medicine and
Excerpts from Beth:
for the "gross-out" factor as usual, the Roadchix
could not pass up the Menczer Museum of Medicine and Dentistry--not
to mention, it was right on the way to another attraction
(as Roadchix time must be optimized to fit the most attractions
in any given day).
This museum was fairly standard fare of artifacts from the
Revolutionary War days to the present time. Antique
scalpels, dentist chairs, books, and other implements make
me thankful to be in a world of modern medicine.
Luckily, the "history of anesthesia" was featured
prominently, so hopefully there was little pain experienced
implements of torture. The tragic history of Horace Wells,
the father of anesthesia was also showcased--tragic since
his apprentice had stolen his idea and he was driven to madness
The creepy part of this museum was the fact that we were
the only ones there and were fretted over by the curator.
It's scary enough to be in the presence of human skeletons
in a tiny wing of the medical building, without a caffeinated
hostess popping in with a giddy, "do you have any questions??!!"
(Cue Roadchick B's heart stopping and leaping into her throat).