A Man with An X-Ray Vision

                      


                                                                    

Several streets in my neighborhood are named after former astronauts. I live on Cooper Drive; Grissom Drive is nearby. I often think about these brave men who explored the cosmos. Virgil (Gus) Grissom gave up his life as a modern-day pioneer. Men have a compelling urge to explore and to discover. The thrust of their curiosity leads them to try to go where no one has gone before. Most of the surface of the earth has now been explored so men now look to outer space as their next objective, sometimes at their own peril. But before men journeyed into space, there were those who also went where none had ventured previously, to satisfy their own curiosity, yes, but for the benefit of mankind and the cost was often high.

Streets may not be labeled in their honor nor are they often the subject of dinnertime conversations. Still, they should not be forgotten. Clarence Madison Dally is one.

Born in 1865, Dally grew up in Woodbridge, New Jersey, in a family of glassblowers employed by the Edison Lamp Works in nearby Harrison. After serving in the Navy, he went to work at Edison’s West Orange laboratory, where he would assist in Edison’s experiments with incandescent lamps.

In 1895, the German physicist Wilhelm Roentgen, who was experimenting with gas-filled vacuum tubes and electricity, discovered a strange green, fluorescent light coming from a vacuum tube he had wrapped in heavy black paper. Roentgen did not know what to call it, so he just named it “X.”  X - ray, a previously unknown type of radiation.

 I do not know how he convinced his wife to do it, but about a week later, he produced an image of this wife’s hand showing her finger bones and wedding ring.

 

When Thomas Edison got wind of this he immediately started to experiment with his own collection of fluorescent tubes, chemicals, and gases. He wanted to know more about X-rays and Clarence was right there to help.

Here, I must put Clarence Dally’s story on pause.

Thaddeus (Ted) Lisowski was my high school Chemistry teacher – a man I admired. Mr. “L” always offered good advice and encouragement to his students. He was a positive role model, a fun figure, worthy of respect and something of a back-up parent. In winter, on his way “in,” he would often pick up Weber High School students standing on corners freezing while they waited for a CTA bus to get to school. When talking about chemical experiences and repercussions, he would repeatedly say:

“A little knowledge, can be a dangerous thing.”  How true that is.

 

Equally fascinated with X-rays, Clarence Dally took to the work enthusiastically, performing countless tests, holding his hand between the fluoroscope (a cardboard viewing tube coated with fluorescent metal salt) and the X-ray tubes, and unwittingly exposing himself to X-ray radiation for hours.

Clarence tagged along with Edson when the inventor went to the National Electric Light Association exhibition in New York City in 1896 where the two men demonstrated Edison’s fluoroscope. Hundreds lined up for a chance to stand before a fluorescent screen, peek into tube to see their own bones. The potential medical benefits were immediately apparent.

 

Dally went back to Edison’s lab and continued to conduct various tests over the next few years. Unfortunately, he did not realize he consequences of choosing to be an X-ray guinea pig. By 1900, he began to show lesions and strange skin conditions on his hands and face. His hair began to fall out, then his eyebrows and eyelashes. Soon his face was heavily wrinkled, and his left hand was swollen and painful. OK, he thought, I will just let my left hand heal and the right one instead. That didn’t work as you probably guessed by now. At night, Clarence slept with both hands in water because of the burning. Plan B was to step away from the testing and give everything a rest following what other researchers often did. Things got worse.

By the following year, the pain in Dally’s hands was becoming intolerable, and they looked as if they had been scalded. They were the result of radiation burns. Dally had skin grafted from his leg to his left hand several times, but the lesions remained. When evidence of carcinoma appeared on his left arm, Dally agreed to have it amputated just below his shoulder. Seven months later, his right hand began to develop similar problems; surgeons removed four fingers. When Dally—who had a wife and two sons—could not work anymore, Edison kept him on the payroll and promised to take care of him for as long as he lived. Edison gave up on X-rays, fearing they were too dangerous.

Dally’s condition continued to deteriorate, and in 1903, doctors removed his right arm. By 1904, his 39-year-old body was ravaged by metastatic skin cancer, and Dally died after eight years of experimenting with radiation. But his tragic example eventually led to a greater understanding of radiology.

Edison, for his part, was happy to leave those developments to others. “I did not want to know anything more about X-rays,” he said at the time. “In the hands of experienced operators, they are a valuable adjunct to surgery, locating as they do objects concealed from view, and making, for instance, the operation for appendicitis almost sure. But they are dangerous, deadly, in the hands of inexperienced, or even in the hands of a man who is using them continuously for experiment. When an eye doctor told me that one of my eyes was over a foot out of focus, I told Clarence that there was a danger in the continuous use of the tubes. The only thing that saved my eyesight was that I used a very weak tube, while Clarence always chose the most powerful.”

During the next few decades, many investigators and physicians developed radiation burns and cancer, and more than one hundred of them died from exposure to X- rays. These unfortunate early experiences eventually led to an awareness of radiation hazards for professional workers and stimulated the development of a new branch of science—namely, radiobiology.

 

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