OK, we'll make it more accurate..."They shouted for joy when the government built quickie-narc marts every 10 miles along the trail to re-stock their diminishing drug wagon supply."
I had 3 different patients who slipped on ice and fell last night. 2 of them hit their arms and neither had even a bruise or abrasion to show for the event. Both were cradling their arms, rocking back and forth in bed in an effort to show me that their pain was 10/10. One had a bruise on her butt. She had been to the ER 20 times in the past 2 years with 10 negative x-rays studies, and MRI's of her back and neck which showed minor DJD. OK, I played the game and wasted tax-payers money for x-rays I knew would be negative and gave them vicodin. For a bruise.
I would bet you the pioneers didn't bust out their opium stores for minor bumps and bruises. They had things to worry about like wagons running over them, oxen goring their child, diptheria, etc.
http://www.pbem-portal.com/other/jtf/JI_Dangers.html
Pioneers had to make decisions, like, either I get up and walk on my broken foot or sit here and die. The result is a west full of industrious people that literally made the deserts blossom like roses. On the Oregon Trail, there were no work notes, no hotels, no laundromats, and often, not clean water.
Can you even imagine going a week without showering and not having toilet-paper to clean your butt? I mean, even corn cobs aren't all that soft on an anus ravaged by diarrhea. Have you ever tried to wipe your butt with cotton-wood leaves?