Word: nitroglycerin
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People who suffer from the sudden, sharp chest pains called angina pectoris usually carry nitroglycerin pills or amyl nitrite for quick, dramatic relief. The frightening spasms commonly occur in long-standing heart disease patients when they exercise or are exposed to cold weather. But what is the victim to do if the pain strikes and he has forgotten his pill? A report in last week's New England Journal of Medicine suggests an effective emergency treatment: when an attack takes place, hold the nose, close the mouth and blow...
...half later, the former President was jolted awake by severe chest pains. At his bedside was a buzzer so he could summon a Secret Service agent in an emergency. Within minutes Dr. Louis Battey, an Augusta cardiologist, was at his side. He gave Eisenhower a pain-relieving drug, nitroglycerin tablets to dilate the coronary arteries, and some oxygen. The pains were intense for 30 minutes, then faded away...
...very good stuff. Ordinarily, dynamite is a stable explosive; it can be bumped and jostled without much danger. But old dynamite deteriorates, undergoing chemical changes that turn it into highly volatile nitroglycerin, which could explode at the slightest jiggle. Michelle's dynamite was old, deteriorated and dangerous. She was obviously unaware of this fact as she sped toward New York. So were the FBI agents who tailed her, constantly radioing news of her progress to other law-enforcement men along the way. Luckily, Michelle got to New York early on the morning of Feb. 16 without being blown...
...passengers on a United Air Lines DC-7 about to take off from Sacramento to Los Angeles when Stewardess Judy Churchill noticed his briefcase in an overhead rack, asked him to put it beneath his seat. "Well," said Chapel, "all I have in it is a revolver and nitroglycerin." The stewardess ignored him, but Chapel pressed on. "Didn't you hear me?" he asked. "I have a revolver and nitroglycerin in my briefcase. Aren't you supposed to report that to someone?" She was-and did. As a result, the flight was held up for more than...
Playwright Wesker's dialectic is flimsy and his metaphor is strained, but his theater is terrific. Transferring such theater to the screen is about as tetchy an operation as carrying nitroglycerin in a sieve, but Director James Hill, in his first full-length film, has done the job with a sure hand. He shuts the spectator up in that hellhole of a kitchen until he feels like a cabbagehead after 74 minutes in a pressure cooker. If Leftist Wesker expects moviegoers, at the end of the film, to rise and shake off their chains, he is going...