Operation Carbuncle, 1971
One of our guests, Graham Franklin, came back from shooting in great pain with a huge carbuncle on his backside. He asked Maurice Rushford to take him into Griffith Hospital. Maurice remarked: “We have three doctors in our group, one medical, one anaesthetist and a dentist. I will arrange to have your operation on site at 6 o’clock.” The patient agreed. “Anything, as long as I get rid of this pain.” Maurice immediately arranged the procedure and said he would personally supervise.
Dr Ernie Aldred would perform the operation, Dr Belcher, the anaesthetist, would stand by with a hammer in case needed and Dr Woodhart, the dentist, would stand by in case his teeth fell out when they stabbed the wound.
5.45 pm: The table has been cleared, white bed sheet to cover, barbecue tools put in hot water to soak.
5.55 pm: All is now ready. Maurice comes in dressed in a white bedsheet, hat and gloves to match and he is only an observer. The patient is wheeled in, put on the table and the carbuncle exposed. Doctors come in and the rest of the group take their seats ready to watch.
6 pm: Time is now! Ernie stabs at the carbuncle and an almighty scream is heard, Maurice fainted, all others scatter on hearing the scream and seeing the wound, and oh, the smell.
Maurice has now recovered and is put to bed, all other members don’t want any tea and the only happy person is the patient — no more pain.
At out next meeting we decide that any accident or injury must go to hospital; no more bush medicine for us.