My very own Vietnam-era syringes

Inspired by Silvia’s HCV-transmissionable medical devices online shopping trips, I purchased two vintage syringes (with no needles) and they arrived today.  Below are the eBay images and my two. No CDC “one and only one” injection practices in those days.  Reuse and recycle was more like it.  And double-dipping needles into multi-dose vials.  Note the skimpy cleaning instructions.  Anyone think that the recommended cleaning solution would kill super hardy HCV? 


Mine! What next?





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3 Responses to My very own Vietnam-era syringes

  1. asknod says:

    So, I get tagged by the silver BB west of the Plain of Jars 9/17/70 near LS- 15 Ban Na. At LS-20 (Sam Thong), the Air America Hospital has everything-including these 5 cc syringes. I was watching that evening in a semi-haze from a massive dose of Demerol as they debrided the GSW and the Laotian “medic” comes over to inject me with something. I think it was a typhoid shot. The needle is dull as shit. He grabs a match pack and files the needle about 5 or 10 times to sharpen it up, blows it off, alcohol swabs me and blasts me in the upper arm. He then obeyed sanitary procedures and threw it into the tea water sauce pan and began boiling it on the propane stove to resterilize it. And yes, I came down with a righteous case of Hepatitis 89 days later after the transfusion of two pints. In 96, I discovered it was B as well as C. At least the syringe was sterile.

    • Kiedove says:

      I was wondering what this size these were used for. Sounds like prison-style sanitation.
      At boot camp, or before deployment, does anyone remember receiving vaccines by syringe?
      Alex, you have these service experiences etched in your long term memory cells in amazing detail.
      Air America. When my old Marine learned that you were in Air America, he said “S..t, and I thought I had it bad…”

      • asknod says:

        It was rough. Can you imagine having to crush up quinine pills (for Malaria) and mix them with soda water to approximate tonic water for the Tanqueray and tonics in the evening? The conditions were barbaric. Sometimes we didn’t see single malt Scotch for weeks at a time.

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