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A State of the condition that Captain Peter Innes has been in with
His Stomack for several years past upon his being wounded in the West
Indies the Medicines he was obliged to take to prevent his wounds comeing
to a mortification, along with a violent cold he had got in time of Service
in a great measure took away his apotite, upon his arrival in England
of course he apply'd to several Fisicions to endeavour to recover it again
but the things order'd him bitters, sweets, and souers, made him loath the
sight of victuals intirely upon which he gave up with the Doctors saw
he could get no remedy from them and cannot say he has felt any appotite
for the space of this five or six years

The condition his stomack is in at present I shall
endeavour to lay before you in as simple and plain a manner as I am capable off
As I endeavour to swalie any thing of meat or bread kind it allways sticks in
my breast or mouth of my Stomack untill I forse it down with small drink
such as small beer, wine and water, or any thing else I find agreeable to me to
Drink Some times it is extreamly hard to remove at any raite and When it
does move there is such a noies within me that I can compair it to nothing
but to a spoil holl made in a cask which is full of fomenting liquor and
I feel it working through me like a cask with new ale in it , wind is the
greatest part of my complaint I am sensible but I doe not know whither
it is the sole cause of the stoppage in the mouth of my stomack or not of
that you will be the best Judge, and anything that I eat or drink forms into
a gluttonous consistance and comes up in the morning in great gulps as
tuff as glew, and if it continues longer it will look allmost like matter.
If I be oblidged to take any breakfast and any of it left it keeps me spitting
and uneasie all day and what little I doe eat I belive the nurishment of it
returns this way and keeps me very weak and thin, notwithstanding my
habit of body in goeing to stool is extreamly regular and not costive.

I have been in Scotland since the end of 1759 since
which time I have never spoak to any kind of Doctor or Phisician nor
taken any kind of medicines except takeing any simple thing that came
in my own head or was advertised in peapers some times I tryed drink
of Pearmount water I have taken confected steel and drinkt [several?]

Wind is my cheifest complaint -

To Doctor Cullin Phisician at
Ednbourgh -

Case of Capt
Peter Innes of
the Artillery
1764