Thomas-Jefferson

sometimes I try so hard to sleep so I lay down and get so ready until I get this overwhelming sound of jon as king george in my ear screaming “HI MY NAME IS LIN-MIRANDA I KNOW YOU DONT KNOW WHO I AM BUT-”

anonymous asked:

Can you talk about Hamilton and Jefferson's physical health, respectively? Or point me in the direction of where I can find this?

I honestly don’t know where to find something about Alexander Hamilton’s physical health (I looked everywhere) But, I can tell you a great deal about Thomas Jefferson’s physical health!

From age 19 on, Jefferson had a tendency to develop prolonged incapacitating headaches, usually at 7-8 year intervals, usually correlated with stress or grief, complicated by indecision and deeply buried rage. 

  • Violent headache for two days after behaving awkwardly in front of a girl he fancied (March 1764, age 20). 1764 March 20. (Jefferson to William Fleming). “I will endeavor to answer it as circumstantially as the hour of the night, and a violent head act, with which I have been afflicted these two days…My head achs, my candle is just going out…" 
  • Six week headache after his mother’s death on March 31, 1776. 1776 May 24. (Edmund Pendleton to Jefferson). “I am sorry to hear your pleasure at home was interrupted by an inveterate head ach…”
  • Six weeks of headache soon after arriving, unhappy and homesick, as minister to France in 1785.
  • While overburdened as Secretary of State, headaches recurred when he learned that a friend had become ill, but recovered (April 1790). 1790 June 13. “I have been prevented acknoleging sooner the receipt of yours of April 30, by an attack of the periodical head ach which came on me the 1st. of May, and has not yet quitted me. The first week was vilent, the rest has been moderate nad for these 10. days past I have been able to do business.”. 1790 June 13. “I am to return you thanks for your kind favor of May 28. which found me so far recovered as to have no further occasion for medecine. It was the first time the bark had ever failed to remove my complaint very speedily.”. About this time he had a second set of headaches, lasting from sunrise to sunset each day for 6 weeks. 1791 June 23. (Jefferson to Martha Jefferson Randolph). “I am in hopes the relaxation it gave me from business has fred me from the almost constant headach with which I had been persecuted thro the whole winter and spring.”
  • 1807 March 16. (Jefferson to Martha Jefferson Randolph). “The remains of a bad cold hang on me, and for a day or two past some symptoms of periodical head-ache.”
  • 1807 March 20. (Jefferson to Martha Jefferson Randolph). “I am now in the 7th day of a periodical head-ach, and I write this in the morning before the fit has come on.”
  • 1807 March 20. (Jefferson to Albert Gallatin). “Indeed, I have but a little moment in the morning in which I can either read, write, or think; being obliged to be shut up in a dark room from early in the forenoon till night, with a periodical headach.”
  • 1807 March 23. (Jefferson to Martha Jefferson Randolph). “My fits of head-ach have shortened from 9 hours to 5. but they have stuck some days at 5. hours, and when they will give further way cannot be divined.”
  • 1807 March 27. (Jefferson to Martha Jefferson Randolph). “My fit of yesterday was so mild that I have some hope of missing it to-day. I write this in the morning, but will keep it open till the evening to add the result of the day…P.S. Afternoon. I have scarcely had any sensation of a fit to-day: so that I consider it as missed.”
  • 1808 March 29. (Jefferson to Ellen Wayles Randolph Coolidge). “I must here close, being under an attack of periodical head-ach. It began on Friday last. Sunday it was severe. Yesterday more moderate so that I hope it is on the wane. About an hour in the morning is all the time I have to write in the day.”
  • 1808 April 3. (Jefferson to Cornelia Jefferson Randolph). “I mentioned in my letter of last week to Ellen that I was under an attack of periodical head-ach. This is the 10th. day. It has been very moderate and yesterday did not last more than 3. hours.”
  • 1808 April 12. (Jefferson to Ellen Wayles Randolph Coolidge). “I am entirely recovered of my head-ach.”
  • At age 75 Jefferson wrote: “A periodical headache has afflicted me occasionally, once perhaps in six to eight years for two to three weeks at a time, which seeems now to have left me”

Jefferson was inoculated against smallpox. He himself inoculated his own family- a procedure not to be taken lightly.

Arm fracture In late June 1781, Jefferson broke his arm after being thrown from his horse. Right wrist fracture: Jefferson broke his wrist in Paris in summer 1785. This seemingly minor event was to cause him grief the remainder of his life. One account described the fracture as compound and poorly treated by the Parisian doctors. The wrist remained swollen, painful, and useless for weeks. Despite taking the waters at Aix-en-Provence, it remained deformed and bothered him the rest of his life. Jefferson fell from a broken step at home in 1821 (age 75), fracturing his left arm and wrist. Now both wrists were significantly impaired. He was forced to write less. 

Dysentery: Jefferson developed severe dysentery (bloody diarrhea) in 1802. He consulted no doctor, feeling that horseback riding helped.

Back Injury: After performing extensive manual labor at Monticello in late summer 1794, Jefferson became almost totally disabled by a back condition for two and a half months. Repeated bouts of back pain assailed Jefferson after this initial episode.

Jaw infection: A severe jaw infection occurred in January 1808. Jefferson’s 1819 statement said that he’d never lost a tooth.

Reading Glasses: From middle age on Jefferson required spectacles to read. In his 70s he wore spectacles at night “but not necessarily in the day unless in reading small print”

Rheumatism and constipation: Jefferson was disabled by rheumatism in summer 1811. In 1818 he had his most severe attack of rheumatism ever. It was accompanied by life-threatening constipation. 

Buttock Boils: 1818, Jefferson developed boils on his ass (lmao). He did not ride a horse for several months.

In 1819 (age 75) he was “too feeble to walk much but riding without fatigue six to eight miles per day, and sometimes thirty or forty”. Jefferson might of had spinal stenosis because these patients are limited in their walking, but may have much better capacity for bicycling and other forms of exercise when seated. Jefferson had a history of back problems.

Jefferson’s strength declined further in winter 1822, but he remained in generally good health.  He could walk “only reach my garden, and that with sensible fatigue”.

Hearing Loss: In 1819 Jefferson wrote “My hearing is distinct in particular conversation, but confused when several voices cross each other, which unfits me for the society of the table”. By 1825, however: “This [hearing] dullness of mine causes me to lose much of the conversation of the world and much a stranger to what is passing in it”. Jefferson’s fondness for shooting as a form of exercise caused the hearing loss.

Prostatic Enlargement:There are statements that Jefferson had prostatic enlargement in at least the final year of life.

At age 75 Jefferson wrote: “I have not yet lost a tooth to age”. 

He did not use tobacco in any form.

The following description of Jefferson is a reminder that medical skills in that era were not always restricted to medical people: “He was a gentleman of thirty-two who could calculate an eclipse, survey an estate, tie an artery, plan an edifice, try a cause, break a horse, dance a minuet, and play the violin”.
No significant illness as infant or child.

Jefferson encouraged exercise, walking and shooting most of all, observing: “Games played with the ball and others of that nature are too violent for the body.” Although a dedicated scholar, Jefferson advocated time to exercise even though it meant interrupting study, warning: “Health must not be sacrificed to learning.”

Jefferson was no fan of the doctors. He especially distrusted the practice of bleeding.

Ate little animal meat. Vegetables were his principal diet.

Drank 3 glasses of wine a day, but “halved the effects” by drinking only the weak wines. 

Slept from 5 to 8 hours nightly. Always rose with the sun.

Had few chest colds. Partially ascribed this fact to his habit of bathing his feet in cold water every morning.

Had a fever of longer than 24 hours “not above three or four times in my life.”

But Jefferson was not above practicing medicine himself. He: sutured the wound of a severely bleeding slave, inoculated his family against smallpox, and treated his daughter’s typhoid fever.

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 Part: 16/? 

 Pairing: Jamilton 

 Inspiration: this post and this song 

 Summary: Black and white was all anyone saw until they touched their soulmate. For some people, color quickly rushed into world and for others, all they ever saw was black and white. Two businessmen, who absolutely hated each other, managed to bump into each other on their way up to their office. Little did either know that their world would erupt in a staccato of color. 

Warning: cussing 

 Word Count: 5,332 

 Dedication: @i-live-i-die-i-tell-my-story, @schokoobananaa, @aphamericanhero, and a couple of anons for guessing correctly on some of the things that are gonna happen in this chapter. 

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 A/N: Okay. Enjoy. Not giving anything away but here’s the cheesy ass song I mentioned in the chapter.   


It was Friday.

Philip was still in the hospital, however, he was being released. He no longer had any bandages on his nose, his bruises were beginning to fade, and the stitches on his arm were beginning to heal.

Philip was in good shape, and Alexander was glad of it.

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Blind Date

Thomas Jefferson x Reader


“Do I really have to go?” you groaned as your friends fussed over your outfit.

“Yes! We’ve been over this, it’s only one date,” Peggy exclaimed as she used a lint roller on your jacket.

The three Schuyler sisters and Maria had set you up on a blind date with a man named Thomas Jefferson.

They had insisted that you needed to stop working so much and get out more. While you knew that you did, you weren’t sure that going on a date with a stranger was a good idea.

For one you were really socially awkward and didn’t know how to handle dates.

“Y/n it will be okay. And if something goes wrong you can call us and we’ll come to rescue you,” Eliza said, brushing your hair. “Thomas is a nice man too. He may seem really cocky and full of himself but he knows when it’s too much for you. The worst that he would do is flirt with you shamelessly.”

You took a deep breath and nodded.

“Thank you Eliza.”

She nodded and Angelica started to push you towards the car.

“Let’s go!”

Right. Let’s get this over with.

~~~~

You walked into the restaurant that was full of chattering people. You were looking around for a man that was sitting alone when you felt a tap on your shoulder.

You turned around to see a very handsome man standing behind you.

“Sorry, are you Y/n?” he asked.

“Uh, yes. Nice to meet you, you must be Thomas.”

He nodded and lead you to the table that he had gotten.

“Well I must say that what everyone says is true about you Y/N. You are undoubtedly one of the most beautiful women that I have ever seen.”

A heavy blush came over your face. Eliza was right, he was a big flirt.

The waiter came over and took your orders, Thomas staring at you the entire time.

“Well I must say that you also have good taste in food. Now, how about you tell me what you do for a living.”

The rest of the dinner was interesting. You made easy small talk with Thomas throwing in flirty remarks here and there. You were blushing so much it was a surprise that you weren’t mistaken for a talking tomato.

He was a very interesting man, you really did enjoy the date. Maybe the sisters were right, this could have a good outcome for you.

“Well Thomas this was very nice. Thank you very much,” you said polietly as you both stood up.

“I agree, but there’s one other thing that could make it better.”

“Oh? And what’s that?”

“Doing it again.”