I WAS hurried in from the office to see a patient in the next room. He certainly was very sick. It was the canary. He had been taken suddenly ill. He was lying there on his right side with eyelids closed taking note of nothing unless his cage was touched then he would look about a little. When picked up he would revive some and when replaced in the cage he would get up on his perch and sit there awhile with eyelids half closed, then wobble and fall off, try to stand, fluttering weakly, then fall over on his right side with his legs stretched up in the air at first, then they would sink slowly down and he would lie relaxed.
His little ghost was apparently exhausted and ready to depart, yet it would take a fresh hold of him and he would struggle up for a little only to have to give in again. This was tried several times. i then learned that his supply of drinking water had been neglected (we always give him good spring water, of which he is fond) and that when given some he had drunk inordinately as if he never would stop. An unusual rotundity in the region where his vest would be seemed to verify this history.
Besides the weakness he was very sleepy, there was no doubt of it. One thing was peculiar, when well he never cared to have people near the cage except children. He was very fond of children and would meet them at the side of his cage at any time, but now he was positively comforted by the older ones. Instead of rebelling against being picked up as formerly, now he seemed to be comforted by it and liked to rest in the hand as if it comforted him.
Of course you all know the remedy. We gave him a dose of Dunhams 200th of Phosphorus. Even as we waited there a little, we could see that he was becoming less dopy, his eye brighter and he did not fall over again, so I returned to the office. in a little while shrieks from the kidlets announced, “The bird is getting better”; and he did. He did not sing any more that day but he did the next and has been at it ever since.
Success with the bird so enhanced my reputation in my family that I was called into the dinner-room again, this time to see one of the goldfish. It was said that he had been “going bad” for two weeks and now seemed to be “going out”. His age was against him, too, for he was not a spring chicken by any means. Unlike the canary, he was to sick to care which side he would lie on, nothing seemed to matter now, he had apparently collapsed and no doubt might have been covered with a cold perspiration if one could but notice it.
His respiration was very slow and shallow compared to the other fishes and at times would stop long enough to make one wonder whether he were not through for good. The white parts of him were very pale, almost transparent. No doubt if he could have spoken our language he would have asked someone to fan him. He was bloated all over and his belly terribly so, especially the forward part of it. One of the children asked if I thought he also had drunk too much water ! His eye had a cast like the ones seen in a market. The fins and tail were lifeless, they hardly moved at all. Stringy mucus hung out from the gills.
So I slipped a power of Carbo veg. 1m into his corner and would you believe it, in about five minutes his breathing had quickened, it was deeper and regular. under a little jostling with the finger he wobbled dolefully to another corner of his pen and lay there. i then forget the incident entirely until, coming down early next morning, there was that fish sporting around as lively as any in the tank. He acts perfectly normal, better than for weeks, they say.
When I see such incidents I am reminded of the scriptural reference “and one (Sparrow) shall not fall on the ground without your Father.” However childish and contrary to the facts the common interpretation of this saying may be, to me it states the immanence of evolving being and signifies that nothing ever happens within our ken that is outside of ever-present natural law.
But after a few weeks the fish was failing again. This time his expression were entirely different. The peculiarity was that although this fish was very much done up he went about his interests and duties the same as usual. That is, he tried to. He went around here and there in the tank up and down, turning this way and that constantly as all goldfish do. But all his doings were slowed down and feeble. His long fins and tail not only moved feebly but hung down all the time, showing weakness of the cerebro-spinal system.
Another peculiar thing was the way his balance was disturbed. Whenever the fish stopped to rest a moment as he frequently did, his tail would slowly go up and his head down until almost standing on his head. Then with conscious effort he would wriggle into the correct position and start again on his usual routine. This tipping up and getting righted again was going or repeatedly. Another noticeable thing, although probably explainable by the general weakness was, that whereas this fish had always been the boss of the flock, now he was taking no notice of the other fish nor they of him.
Instead of sharply sending away other fish who came near, now when they bumped into him he accepted it as his own lookout. His courage was gone as well as his energy. So, waiting for him to come to a standstill I let a powder of Baryta carb. 1m settle down to him. That he “took” it I know for some of the granules were sucked in and spit out again. The next day that fish was a little better, keeping his balance better. he improved a little each day until in about two weeks he was as lively as ever and is now king of all he surveys once more.
I once cured a goldfish of tumour on the head that a man who knew fish said was always fatal but have forgotten what remedy was used and could not locate the record.
A dozen or so years ago I received a drooping rose with Gelsemium. For quite a while after that we used to amuse ourselves by feeding that remedy to various kinds of flowers both cultivated and wild, and comparing them with controls. The flowers treated with Gels. not only endured a week or so longer than the others, remaining more stiffly erect, full-leaved and dense in colour, but the aroma from them was much stronger.
There was no apparent difference in the effect of different attenuations used. The next years and once a few years later when I tried it the prescription would not work, so propaganda plans which I had made for the phenomenon went to smash. But of course this failure also corresponds with natural law. I will leave the cause for you to calculate. The reasons could be stated in different ways but they would all illustrate the same principle.
From Homoeopathic Recorder, January 7th, 1938.
In the Discussion Dr. UNDERHILL, JR. said : .
This paper shows what can be done by very acute and astute observation of objective symptoms. So many times homoeopathic physicians feel when they are up against a case where the patient is unconscious, or where they have a child who cant express his symptoms in words, that here is great difficulty in arriving at the correct remedy; but there, without any subjective symptoms of any kind, purely objective, Dr. Hayes scored a marvellous percentage of cures, and that should be an inspiration to us all.
DR. MOORE : In Montreal the snow is about four feet deep, and a man whose interest was biology and whose special interest was fish, went to call on a friend living about a block or so away. The temperature was very, very low and when he entered this home, the young lad there said to him, “I have a sick goldfish. What can be done about it ?”.
This man s aid, “I will take care of it”.
When he finished his visit, because it was so cold, he didnt carry the fish in the container, but he wrapped it in his handkerchief and put it in his pocket. he was an absent-minded professor and as he walked along the street he took out his handkerchief to blow his nose, and the fish went into the snow, and he went to get it and he was fussing around in the snowbank when a policeman came up and said, “What are you doing here ?” He said, “I am looking for a goldfish.” The policeman said, “All right, but I wish you would accompany me to the psychopathic hospital”.
This man was very angry and he got up and began to berate the policeman and finally he saw a flicker in the snow and he reached down and picked up the goldfish and said, “There !” And the policeman s aid, “Come-I will go along with you.” (Laughter.).
DR. GRIMMER : All jokes aside, this paper shows not only the power of observation of the doctor, but also it shows a wonderful interpretation, a reading between the lines. He got the homoeopathic indications from these dumb things because he interpreted the language of nature, and that is a beautiful illustration.
As Dr. Underhill said, we se babies, we see unconscious folks, and a good many would throw up their hands and say that there are no symptoms and there is no use. That illustrates that there is a use, if we observe and if we recognize that underneath that law some of the things we can see that are left to see, are very guiding, whatever they may be in the unconscious or in the baby, and those who have studied babies can readily recognize that which Dr. Kent so ably stated, that there are Phosphorus babies and pulsatilla babies, and Chamomilla babies (one you want to spank and the other you feel sorry for, for they just start to cry alone). It is these things that are valuable.