November 2nd

Patient:

Mr. Henry Smith, age 26, laborer

Ailment:

Infection in leg wound, arm wound.

Treatment:

House call. Burnt out the rot with acid. Couldn’t mend wound entirely without raising suspicion, but patched the lower tissues to improve speed of recovery.

Explanation:

Gave patient sleeping draught as an anesthetic. Procedure ostensibly justifiable under bounds of modern medicine.

Payment:

12 cents

Note:

This wound occurred during the circus riot, I’m certain. The Marshal’s medical specialists were supposed to handle the townsfolk while I was detained for questioning. I could have fixed this properly the first time if I had the chance. At the very least, I didn’t see the usual flinching when I touched him. Maybe the town as a whole is truly accepting me. Or at least, accepting that they’re stuck with me.

November 5th

Patient:

Ms. Josephine Campbell, age 8, child

Ailment:

Night terrors

Treatment:

House call. Detached back half of head with whalebone knives. Told her to describe the terrors as well as she could; marked areas of the brain that responded as she talked with a chamomile paste to reduce stress.

Explanation:

After her last visit, she trusts me enough to not question what I’m doing.

Payment:

Procedure performed free of charge.

Note:

Difficult to even look her in the face. I did not see how her father died, but his funeral was closed casket. My fault. Kept alterations to the absolute minimum; can’t risk any adverse side-effects.

November 7th

Patient:

Ms. Matilda Walstead, age 33, government agent

Ailment:

Second-degree burn across arm

Treatment:

Treated at office. Full rinse, ointment, and bandages.

Explanation:

Procedure falls within bounds of modern medicine. No need for obfuscation.

Payment:

6 cents

Note:

I let Geraldine lead on this one at her urging; it’s good to train her in regular medicine so she can help the sick without outing herself. I can see why she can’t help but compliment the former Blue Wench, despite her trickery. She has a disarming air about her that’s difficult to pierce, even in the midst of her own suffering. I wanted to do more to help her, but using werewrightwork here would only raise the Marshal’s suspicions. No idea how she got the burn in the first place. She mentioned testing new equipment but not much else.

November 10th

Patient:

Mr. Honesty Walker, age 56, farmer

Ailment:

High fever, severe cough.

Treatment:

Treated at office. Opened torso down the sternum, gave Geraldine the responsibility of extracting and labeling ribs. Found traces of unknown yellowish pathogen. Cleaned out respiratory system, replaced ribs, closed torso and monitored temperature until it started going down. Extracted EF sample after patient was stable but still delirious.

Explanation:

Patient’s fever along with side-effects of extraction process left him highly suggestible. Was able to convince them afterwards that the treatment was a hallucination. Gave him a draught of mint water as ‘medicine’.

Payment:

3 loaves of bread.

Note:

Extraction process went smoother this time. Much quicker, reduced scarring, no nausea. Extracting the first sample from myself after the circus incident gave me useful insight about how to reduce its side-effects. Still trying to determine the limits of how much I can safely extract from a single patient.

Note:

I almost want to thank the cowboy and the singer. A few months ago, this man nodded his head to his wife accusing me of allegiance to dark powers, but now he comes to me willingly and without fuss. Not even the extraction scarring raised a concern. It would have taken me so much longer to start the extractions if they hadn’t made me a hero. I just wish they didn’t kill five people in the process.

November 14th

Patient:

Mayor Roger Macy

Ailment:

Weeping arm stump, blasphemy (Stonewall)

Treatment:

Treated at office. Auger applied to eye socket for thirty minutes, followed by wax and bitumen sealant. Installed a morphine-based eyewash feed into the socket to reduce irritation and improve the duration of the sealant.

Explanation:

Procedure falls within bounds of modern medicine. No need for obfuscation.

Payment:

15 cents

Note:

The Mayor’s arm came up in a conversation I had with one of the Marshal’s medical specialists, and they offered this as a stopgap until we could work out a permanent solution. Geraldine was ecstatic and insisted on installing it herself. Her father glanced at me as she was working on his arm, in a way I do not recognize. I can only describe it as a sort of quiet acceptance. Why is it that he seems to get more inscrutable the longer I stay here?

November 14th

Patient:

Mr. Martin Longworth, dry goodsman

Ailment:

Concussion from jar of pickles, falling lumber, poultry

Treatment:

Treated at office. Sliced through top of head with whalebone, attached voltaic wires to keep patient alive. Removed brain, soaked it in cool water to reduce swelling while Geraldine and I reconstructed the top of his skull. Put everything back in order. Extracted EF sample.

Explanation:

Patient was unconscious when brought in. All treatment complete before he woke up.

Payment:

Jar of pickles, one live chicken, 4 cents

Note:

Successful extraction again, but the sample was even smaller than usual. It looks like I can only get substantial results via extraction from the torso, and even that has its limits. I have an idea on how to circumvent this but I will regret it.

Note:

I’ve named the chicken Lamech. Mother sent a small organized collection of animal bones; I won’t speculate on how she got them. With Anak gone, it’ll be good to have something else watching my back. I’ll see what I can do with the Rack

November 15th

Patient:

Thomas Edwards

Ailment:

N/A

Treatment:

Extracted EF sample.

Explanation:

N/A

Payment:

N/A

Note:

Three months ago, I remember hearing this man whisper “nigger” under his breath as I walked past in church. And now I’m desecrating his corpse. I’m sure my mother would think this an ironic justice; it just makes me sick. I was right though. Without needing to keep the subject alive or unharmed, I was able to get a whole pound’s worth. And yet, the grave dirt, the maggots, the bile in my throat, the hour spent praying for forgiveness for such an act. I can’t do this again; I was so guilty that I fixed up his body better than the undertaker did before reburying him. But I need to find a way to increase the sample amount per extraction. Otherwise, I’ll be here for months if not years, and there’s too much attention on me now to take that long.