A leech called Panacea |
Whatever palliative effect herbal medicaments may have had, there is a great deal to say about medicine during the Middle Ages that does not commend it. Authors appear to prefer to represent it romantically, mirroring the modern notion that somehow science is oppressive and that we have lost something by assigning older treatments to the past. The fact is that until the 1900s life expectancy was shorter than now. If you factor out child mortality, people generally did not live more than 50-60 years which only sounds old if you are under 25! Frankly, factoring out child mortality when discussing medieval medicine is absurd as children primarily died of illnesses that at least in the west no longer kills them. If things were better "back then" in terms of health, this would not be the case.
"Science" has been reinterpreted over the past few decades since the very romantic 1960s as being an oppressive and heartless practice of capitalist patriarchy or some such bugaboo. All the word means is "knowledge". That is the key to understanding how it operates. Science calls for verification of claims, in medicine or in any other area of knowledge. A Lucy Wilton is shown learning herb craft from a teacher of lore passed on over the centuries. It can be enlightening to remember that lore included a lot more than just drink a tisane to rid oneself of a headache. It included the belief in the body's humors and how placing a leech on one's skin to suck out blood was a cure for any variety of ailments. In some cultures the accepted way to relief headaches was to drill a whole in the skull. The Church's lore may have been different from Pagan societies' but which herb was related to what saint basically mirrored it. Often an affliction was considered "God's will" and not treated. These issues were all concerned with belief, not science. When the two coincide, that's all it is, coincidence.
In medieval era historical fiction you run into a lot of situations where a character runs into the herbalist's or apothecary's to get a nostrum much as we would run to the drug store for a bottle of cough syrup. Perhaps this is why the authors write it that way. It's familiar. Perhaps it is also more fun. One of Ellis Peters' Cadfael books is about gardening and herblore. And it's colorful, intriguing and romantic. It is, in short, prettier, much prettier than amputations, gangrene and leeches and considerably prettier than a dead body.
Originally posted 11/23/08.
See these excellent videos on medieval medicine from the Okinawa barony of the Society for Creatibe Anachronism, coutntesy Frian Jak.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D577eQBNzUk&feature=relmfu
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xFpjVrYE7zM&feature=relmfu
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZRAUHvqZCxM&feature=relmfu
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y0zcbNF4wWA&feature=relmfu