March 2012
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As Chief Engineer on London’s Metropolitan Board of Works, Bazalgette was primarily responsible for the creation of the extensive network of sewers under the streets of central London. The new sewers made probably the single greatest contribution to improving the health of Victorian Londoners and the bulk of the system remains in use today. In addition, it physically changed the appearance of...
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Elizabeth Garrett Anderson (1836-1917)
Elizabeth Garrett Anderson was the first female doctor to qualify in England. She opened a school of medicine for women, and paved the way for women’s medical education in Britain. She was born in Whitechapel, London, the daughter of a pawnbroker with 12 children. She was given a good education and decided to become a doctor after meeting Dr Elizabeth Blackwell, the first female doctor to...
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lesfemmesartistes asked: I just discovered your tumblr this morning. It's full of interesting things! I love it! <3
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She had not heard him enter, and hardly realized his presence there. She was yawning, and he saw the red interior of her mouth as if it had been a snake’s. She had stretched one arm so high above her coiled-up cable of hair that he could see its satin delicacy above the sunburn; her face was flushed with sleep, and her eyelids hung heavy over their pupils. The brim-fulness of her nature...
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: Obstetrics and Treats →
wellcomeimages:
The final image in our midwifery themed strand is a selection of tools used in childbirth, made in 1851-1900. The bag of instruments belonged to an obstetric physician or ‘man-midwife’, who were called to births when the lives of the mother and baby were at risk.
The tool kit includes obstetric forceps, perforators, a blunt hook, a crotchet, a trocar and a pair of bone...
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No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief,
More pangs will, schooled at forepangs, wilder wring.
Comforter, where, where is your comforting?
Mary, mother of us, where is your relief?
My cries heave, herds-long; huddle in a main, a chief
Woe, wórld-sorrow; on an áge-old anvil wince and sing —
Then lull, then leave off. Fury had shrieked ‘No ling-
ering! Let me be fell: force I...
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