I'm usually a little reticent to read medical novels or watch medical television shows because of all the medical drama I've had myself. Bad thoughts abound usually, but I decided to give one of my pulp novels a try, Hospital Doctor by Edward Young, published in 1952. Medical novels and romances were all the rage at the time this book was published. While they may not be bestsellers today, the medically based television shows are still a TV staple. And surprisingly, I do enjoy The Knick and Ripper Street, which often have medical scenes, but the others are too much for me. Maybe the historical context helps diminish the trauma. Or maybe it's because of the lack of all the medical device beeping which seems to amplify anxiety.