For some reason I was really ill. Now I may get this mixed up a
bit, that this occurred the first time we were in Sham Shui Po.
I came down with amebic dysentery, and I had malaria.
Malaria they had very little quinine, they call it, to get it and
I got to about the last there was really because they did figure
I was gone. I was lying on the bed there with blankets around me
then the orderlies would change them, you know ringing wet,
army blankets, until I lost oh 25 or more pounds. The amebic
dysentery was really... I had a bad bad show. I went in to the
so-called hospital and that was a bloody shambles. The concrete
floor, a room about 30 oh no 40 or 50 feet by 40 or 50 feet and
we had latrine buckets, great big barrels. There was blood and
puss and water all over the floor. I was lying on a blanket on
the floor one time and I had hot beri-beri. Now there’s another
thing, most of the men had wet or dry beri-beri and they would
burn your feet so you’re over a grill and one of our orderlies,
an old, old fat chap that had helped out and came and sat down on
my bed and took my feet and gradually massaged them or stroked
them or something until I went to sleep. I’ll never forget that.
It was really marvellous of him to do that. And I got an earache
I had to get Major Crawford, who was our senior medical officer,
to check it over and he put some oil in there or something,
I don’t know. But I had a bad time. And another time when you get
back to your hut and you have to go to the latrine, go to the
toilet, which at that time they were down a kind of a concrete
walk and it would be about oh 50 yards and you’d probably be
dripping all along the damned sidewalk. You’d get in there,
one or two of ya. The sentries just for the hell of it would
start shooting over the top. I don’t think they actually shot
into the buildings. But anyway they were shooting and you got a
little worried about it. And in the condition you were in it
didn’t help a lot. Outside of the two that bothered us the most,
bothered the men most particularly was the wet and dry beri,
the wet beri-beri your limbs swollen up and if you put your
finger in the indentation it would stay there for awhile.
And the hot foot, the guys would try to walk on the concrete or
put their legs in feet in buckets of cold water. Nothing seemed
to help very much. We did get later on, and that would be two or
three years later some nicotinic, something or other. We did get
in from the Japs, I suppose, was where and we all, everybody I
know, I had a couple because I had bad hot feet, we had two shots
of this nicotinic stuff. When you had it, like we were pretty
pale looking people, well your whole body would flush up,
(inaudible) blushing all over your body and that’s what it did,
but it did ease the situation and help clean it up.