charli@cylixd.UUCP (Charli Phillips) (09/13/85)
In article <2164@ukma.UUCP> wws@ukma.UUCP (Bill Stoll) writes: >However, there are two things you probably have not been told about >that I will share with you: > #1 Even when I was in medical school (1958), every medical >meeting I went to had a booth on warts. Every booth on warts >mentioned that the single most effective method of wart removal (short >of surgery) was hypnosis. >. . . . >Since it is not nearly as lucrative as burning them >off (& insurance won't pay for the hypnotic session needed to solve >the problem) it has not been a popular alternative. It only benefits >the patient. When I was in high school, I had a *painful* plantars wart, plus a number of warts on my hands. My family physician cured them by "wishing" them away. That is, he gave me some icky goop to put on them and assured me that within a week, they'd be gone. They were. The next time I saw him, I asked him what the goop was. He said it wasn't anything, but that warts are remarkably susceptible to placebos. My physician *never* burned or cut warts off until he had tried "wishing" them off. Maybe I've been lucky, but I've never had a physician who wasn't more interested in my welfare than his fees. (My husband had one, once. He simply changed physicians.)
tw8023@pyuxii.UUCP (T Wheeler) (09/17/85)
Just thought I would throw in my experiences with warts. When I was about 10 years old, my right hand was covered with about 35 warts. My grandfather, born and raised in the Ozarks, and much wisened to folk medicine, told me to fetch a potato, cut it in half, rub the warts with the potato, put the halves back together, and bury them in the garden. He then said the warts would be gone in two weeks. I did as I was told and by damn, they were gone in two weeks. My kids laugh when I tell them this, but, it worked. As an aside, we had a large patch of blackberry vines by the side of our house that were getting out of hand. We tried cutting, digging, and burning to get rid of them. Grandpa said the only way to get rid of them was to dig them up by the light of a full moon in August. Needless to say, it worked. Grampa's medical kit consisted of lard, turpentine, camphor, and a few other strange concoctions. Liberal doses of combinations of these things were our cures for many years. I was perhaps the strangest smelling kid in grade school during those days. T. C. Wheeler
djd@druhi.UUCP (DailyDJ) (09/20/85)
|When I was about 10 years old, my right hand was covered with |about 35 warts. My grandfather ... told me to fetch a potato, |cut it in half, rub the warts with the potato, put the halves |back together, and bury them in the garden ... by damn, they |were gone in two weeks. My 12 year old sister's planter warts were cured using a superior technology. The affected areas were placed under an X-ray machine for a few minutes. Of course the machine was never turned on, but she was never told that.