Archer Memorial Hospital - Yearbook (Lamont, Alberta Canada)

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Thirty-Six Archer Memorial Hospital oCij e 5 ljb)arl?e6t Yfjoment When Dr. Alton is delivering a baby and you can’t find the chloroform, (ask Reishus). When you are working late and your special date is being entertained by a charming classmate. Did you ever lose the narcotic keys? When you have to spend your hours off checking old charts for that Tr. Camphor Co. We’re sure it evaporates while being poured. The day Ross couldn’t find the D.K. keys, (and Richter had them in her pocket.) The first time you scrub top in the O.R. and you seem to be blessed with two left hands and no fingers,—just thumbs. When Dr. Young asks you to try sewing with the suture and needle you have prepared. When you drop a basin on the tile floor in the O.R. while Dr. Alton is anesthetizing a patient and he says “Do it again lady!’’ When you are walking down the hall with the doctor and your garter comes loose. When you have no late leaves and the door has been locked at 9:58 p.m. When you are alone in the Diet Kitchen with 27 trays to prepare. When the D. K. staff has mislaid the menu. When press time is almost upon us and the Year Book isn’t ready. Oh, well, these are the things that develop one’s person¬ ality and 400 years from now it won’t matter anymore.

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SUMMO COMMISSO MlSSI Thirty-Five an Metcalf sitting through class without having to be roused from dreamland. McCullough giving up her ? ? ? exercises. Wickner without Harvey and MacRae without her twins from Mars. Johnston without a letter and a great big grin. Wells without a tooth brush. Gertie with anything where she can find it. Krieger a brunette and sitting home at nights. Farnell willingly listening to Curley’s Corral. Hall without a dozen different dates. Poloway remaining at peace with Bill Ruteck having a temper tantrum and Horn without ten hours of sleep and Garth. IJouJ, ou rma me ★ Remember when Dr. Gertie discharged a patient on her own, Miss Kimura came looking for suspected men on C-Ward, Horn found a bear? ? in her bed, and Krieger swore off all men for life and when Herbert, that delicious onion, came to a sad end in the north east room in C Ward. DR. DAVEY: I see it’s Christmas in Central Supply again— the Juniors are wrapping the supplies, and one never knows what’s in a package until it’s opened. ★ OVERHEARD IN PEDIATRICS: Small girl to Miss Wood: “Why do you be Nurses? Why don’t you be ladies?”

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SUMMO COMMISSO MlSSI Thirty-Seven Lots and lots of corn on the cob was enthusiastically devoured on August 28 when the corn roast was held at Elk Island Park to “Welcome” Class of ’56. Games and singing rounded out a pleasant evening. One event Class ’56 will probably long remember—yesiree, “Initiation.” Some of the best snaps of the year were taken that week! Amid moans, groans and giggles Class ’56 ATTEMPTED to find their mattresses, sheets, and personal belongings so that they might retire for the night. One sentence was vividly quoted “Wait till I find out who did this!!”— One of the best parties of the term was the Hallowe’en Party put on by our Senior Class. There was oodles of fun all around that night. Any¬ body know who put the “Dr.’s Parking” sign on the Nurses Home steps? Hmm ? ? Through the kind donations of many friends a very successful auction sale was held in November. Proceeds went to redecorating the Rumpus Room. December brought two main events—The Christmas Melody and the annual Christmas Party. This year we had the privilege of taking our Melody to the Oliver Mental Institute where it was very enthusiastically received. The Christmas Party was packed full of fun, with treats and presents for all. Jolly Santa came prancing in with his sack full of gifts. On January 9, 1954, we welcomed thirteen preliminary student nurses into our fold as Juniors. Though the roads were in bad condition, many friends and relatives were present to see these girls receive their caps. On January 22 Miss Davidson took the Intermediate Class on a tour of the Polio ward at the University Hospital and to the Cerebral Palsy Clinic. Time permitted some of us to visit the Aberhart Tuberculosis Sanitorium also. Never mind, girls, the three hour wait at the station did us good. On February 9 the students and staff got together to welcome Miss Young’s return after a much deserved leave of absence. Our rumpus room and kitchenette boast a new coat of paint. That’s not all—new furniture too. This is all attributed to the combined efforts of many. Y. JOHANSON.