Oh, erika, have them hold the floor end of the crutch and swing like a baseball bat. Mucho deado.

Good to know.

What would someone a few months away from death of tuberculosis look like? Deathly pallor or hectic bloom?

I'd think pallor, but I know in the Anne of Green Gables series, when Anne comes home from college one summer and learns that Ruby Gillis is dying of consumption, there was something about the roses in her cheeks being too bright.

I think that flushed face is in the earlier part of the disease, when there are intermittent fevers. By the end, you get the reason why it's called consumption--weight loss, hollow cheeks, dry skin and the characteristic cough.

eta: Here's a 1907 description [link]

Thanks, Ginger--that's perfect.

I heard what you said, and I know what you meant, and either you're stupid, or you don't know me at all. When you say quality of life, you mean your life. Not mine. You train me to duck and to kick and then you go home to your family. I'm out there, hitting and getting hit, and that's my life. That's my quality, man. So when you tell me the next good hit I take could be my last, I say bring it on. Let him try. But that's how I'm going out, not home, sitting, almost dead forever.

Quite liked that one, actually.

Still shaving words off mine, at the moment.

Y'know, my kid's probably gonna end up a lot like you, ita. Not sure how comforting that is...

erika: It's great that the research engages you... Apart from when you get that first twist of an idea in your belly or into one of those frenetic grooves where it feels as if the words are scrolling behind your eyes, I think the "aha!" or "boo!" moments in research are often what keeps me going.

Also... (and humour me, as I've now been awake for 48 hours) I'm thinking as a side project you could create some sort of CSI/L&O update of Clue... It's hightime we gave Colonel Mustard a more innocuous name, took his candlestick away, kicked him out of the billiard room and stuck him in the meat-packing district with crutch! Best game of Clue ever, I say...

Phew. Off to drop off paper # 1 ... 2 weeks, 2 more to go. Ooohh printing out your story now Deb, that way I can bask in it during the long busride to campus.

edited because I forgot the "belly."

Yeah... "Exgirlfriend drops a dime. Move back three spaces." "The police find a claw hammer in your truck. But you're a carpenter. Move ahead five spaces." "You have a chance to flip on Miss Scarlet for a lighter sentence. But the forensics are lousy. Do you take a chance with the jury?"

"The client's sister, in the Social Services supply closet, with an aluminium crutch."