Stretched on an operating table in Baltimore's Sinai Hospital one morning last week lay a patient waiting to have his prostate gland removed. Instead of clapping an ether cone over his face, the anesthetist slipped a hypodermic needle into a vein in the crook of his elbow. In 20 seconds he lay unconscious, utterly limp. Six minutes after the operation was over he hoisted himself off the table, drank a glass of water, called for a "good big breakfast."
The new anesthetic which thus delighted Baltimore surgeons with its speed and freedom from ether's...
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