She goes to visit Dr D. “My head is often dizzy,” says she.

“Don’t worry, I’ll lend you a Monitor overnight, and that will show me how to put you right.”
So kind Dr D put ‘the yoke’ on Miss Jean, and she trotted off home, a happy old bean.

The Monitor started its work– no delaying; every half hour this ‘vein squeezer’ seemed to be saying “I’m wrapped round your arm I must get tight and more tight, ‘til at last I’ve got you into a fright. The pressure and pain will reflect on your heart… the result of this will be stored on your chart.”

So, all thru’ the day, and each hour thru’ the night the ‘vein squeezer’ worked ‘til morning light, recording her heart beats in a box tied to her waist, all of which should prove if her dizziness was fact or fiction based!
One good thing came out of this, for old Jean has found she can live thru’ a bit of torture, should Ireland be invaded and her people kicked around!

So I thank you for the ‘squeezer’ that did its job so well, and look forward to hearing what it told you (even though it gave what I felt was ‘a day in Hell’).