. . . Pray never run into peril again in looking for an
apothecary on our account; for had you the most experienced man in his
line settled at Sanditon, it would be no recommendation to us. We
have entirely done with the whole medical tribe. We have consulted
physician after physician in vain, till we are quite convinced that
they can do nothing for us, and that we must trust to our knowledge of
our own wretched constitutions for any relief; but if you think it
advisable for the interests of the _place_ to get a medical man there,
I will undertake the commission with pleasure, and have no doubt of
succeeding. I could soon put the necessary irons in the fire. As for
getting to Sanditon myself, it is an impossibility. I grieve to say
that I cannot attempt it, but my feelings tell me too plainly that in
my present state the sea-air would probably be the death of me; and in
truth I doubt whether Susan's nerves would be equal to the effort. She
has been suffering much from headache, and six leeches a day, for ten
days together, relieved her so little that we thought it right to
change our measures; and being convinced on examination that much of
the evil lay in her gums, I persuaded her to attack the disorder
there.
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