Calgary General Hospital - In Cap and Uniform Yearbook (Calgary, Alberta Canada)

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Operating Room Miss Baker Miss Klein The Operating Room, situated on the west end of the fourth floor of our Hospital, is the setting for an important and interesting part of our training. It consists of a workroom, desk areas, a sterilizing room, the Doctors Room, a small X-Ray Room, and four Major and two Minor Operating Rooms: Here, under the efficient and helpful guidance of our Supervisor, Miss Baker; the Assistant Supervisor, Miss Klein, and the Graduates, we spend three fascinat¬ ing months. Each student starts at the bottom as Junior and works to the top or Senior. Each week the duties vary, starting with the initial training of the cleansing of instruments, enamel, gloves, etc., progressing each week into a new type of work until we have been taught the technique of scrubbing; wearing gown and gloves; waiting on a room during an operation; assisting with minor operations, and later, major operations; the principles of sterilization of all O.R. supplies; how to check gloves; how to prepare all linen and gowns for sterilizing for operations; how to set up rooms for Ops.; the selection and care of instruments for minor cases and how to prepare all O.R. supplies in¬ cluding dressings, linen, solutions, etc. Of the three months, two weeks arc spent on night duty. In this time, the nurses handle emergency cases; make supplies; sterilize supplies and prepare the rooms for the following day. This, then, is the O.R., a busy excitinq unit which supplies a valuable training to our nurses. Do you remember?— 1—Your first week and all the scrub- bies. 2—Your first T A. 3—Classes in draping, and our friend. 4—Lunch at 2.00 p.m. and the imperial that re¬ freshes. 5 -Making dressings on Sun¬ days by the dozens. 6—Saturday: cleaning. 7—Your Sunday on sutures. 8— ALL and we mean all the emer¬ gencies.

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O.R. Saturday Night The usual dose is seven Taken as the case may be But mine turned out eleven And then another three Now this is Sat. to which I call Your attention now as this is all. I worked awhile at counting things And this is where the fun begins, I climbed up ladders till I thought If I climbed one more I’d be apt to drop. So, just for a change I ' d go have a look, At Bessie and Betsy and the little black book, Bess is slow with an hour load, Betsy makes up like a hopping toad, I run a cart down to the back (I know how 3W likes that?) And empty—Betsy—with a learned nack. Then a refill and turn on the steam. We work together like a willing team; But Bessie, big autoclave, is so slow 1 guess I will to supper go Return once more my rounds to make Of Bess, etc., and then to take The count of dressing by the score Just for variety upon the floor (I used the table) Fifty-six, fifty-seven, the telephone rings. Accident -yes, right away—yes—yes— Bang!—We now begin This can go on the whole night long. But lucky for me not when I was on. After interruptions like this and so Back once more to counting I go. Of course I’ve forgotten and have to restort But finally load up the last O.R. cart. And straighten up my aching back To find I’ve lost all track of time. I must tidy up for seven is nigh. Whoopee! -only I heave a big sigh. This may be exaggerated here and there, But when you are finished go sleep if you dare.