Long live the Worshipful Company of Test Tube Shakers

BMJ 1995; 310 doi: (Published 25 February 1995) Cite this as: BMJ 1995;310:537
  1. Colin Douglas

    I did a bit of it myself once, not exactly from choice. In the sixties, as a student in a surgical unit, I was given to understand that a willingness to do things with blood and urine in a rank and windowless cupboard—known for some reason as the ward laboratory—would stand me in good stead with the chief. And since that way lay a house job and a teaching hospital career, I just got on with it.

    I was fully aware that the houseman who so helpfully explained all this would, had I been less than willing, have had to do it all himself. That I accepted as part of hospital life. So I messed around with test tubes, pipettes, a primitive flame photometer, …

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