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HEMINGWAY, ERNEST. Autograph letter signed ("Poor old Papa") to Charles Thompson, Casper, Wyoming, 25 August 1946. 3 pages, 4to, on 2 sheets of Memorial Hospital of Natrons County stationery, in blue and brown inks, slight fold creases.
"...WAS DEAD POOPED FROM 1000 PAGES DONE ON BOOK..."
"...Last Monday Mary [his wife] had a falopian [sic] tube rupture here. Woke 7 a.m. with the pain while I was loading the car to drive to Cody. She had a tubular pregnancy that there had been no indication of and the tube burst...was very close thing as she had to have four bottles of plasma during the operation, two blood transfusions and still under oxygen tent but is going to be OK. (Knock on wood) is one thousand percent better than two days ago. Was terrific internal hemmorage [sic]. Like being gut shot; only no wound. Dr. removed tube; (one) everything else OK..." See Baker, Ernest Hemingway, p. 577, for this episode in which Hemingway helped to save his wife's life: "For weeks he continued to be fascinated by this proof [her miraculous recovery] that 'fate could be fucked' rather than submitted to.'"
"...Excuse such a dull letter. I was so pooped by time we were through customs in Miami that didn't call. Was dead pooped from 1000 pages done on book [the posthumously published novel, The Garden of Eden], packing, arrangeing [sic] to leave the Cuban place, boat, insurance, boat, house, car, hurricaine, almost as bad as inventory...Of all Wyoming towns this probably lowest priority to be stuck in. But good thing is that it does have the best hospital. Really very good and a good surgeon...Fishing in the [Gulf] stream [off Cuba] was worst season ever. That was why never wrote you about coming over. Never caught a marlin from May 20 till August 6. Nor had a strike from a big one..."
"...WAS DEAD POOPED FROM 1000 PAGES DONE ON BOOK..."
"...Last Monday Mary [his wife] had a falopian [sic] tube rupture here. Woke 7 a.m. with the pain while I was loading the car to drive to Cody. She had a tubular pregnancy that there had been no indication of and the tube burst...was very close thing as she had to have four bottles of plasma during the operation, two blood transfusions and still under oxygen tent but is going to be OK. (Knock on wood) is one thousand percent better than two days ago. Was terrific internal hemmorage [sic]. Like being gut shot; only no wound. Dr. removed tube; (one) everything else OK..." See Baker, Ernest Hemingway, p. 577, for this episode in which Hemingway helped to save his wife's life: "For weeks he continued to be fascinated by this proof [her miraculous recovery] that 'fate could be fucked' rather than submitted to.'"
"...Excuse such a dull letter. I was so pooped by time we were through customs in Miami that didn't call. Was dead pooped from 1000 pages done on book [the posthumously published novel, The Garden of Eden], packing, arrangeing [sic] to leave the Cuban place, boat, insurance, boat, house, car, hurricaine, almost as bad as inventory...Of all Wyoming towns this probably lowest priority to be stuck in. But good thing is that it does have the best hospital. Really very good and a good surgeon...Fishing in the [Gulf] stream [off Cuba] was worst season ever. That was why never wrote you about coming over. Never caught a marlin from May 20 till August 6. Nor had a strike from a big one..."