Grace General Hospital - Our Days of Grace Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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rffrfviecCat6a t la 7 Kjo k Gad Dad This the day your father ' s looked for; Day your mother ' s sewed and cooked for. This their dream and this their mission; Since your birth their one ambition. This is the day for which they ' ve waited; Day when you have graduated. In that cap and uniform you ' re wearing At you now with pride they ' re staring. Theirs the joy while they are living You alone have power of giving. Days of days! On you depending. Your commencement; theirs the ending. As you stand there, and are hearing Friends and loved ones gladly cheering From the way you ' ve toiled and striven Came to them the pride you ' ve given. Should you fail them some tomorrow Just as deep would be their sorrow. Even in your cradle sleeping. You had this day in your keeping. Now from school as you ' re departing And the tasks of life are starting Give them joy and fail them never. Keep their pride in you forever. Edgar A. Guest 71

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Here we are again at the end of another successful year for M. S.N. A. I ' m sure you ' ll all agree that the student nurses of Grace can boast of their contribution to the success of our organization. You will recall the Hootenanny in September at Children ' s with the Vicious Circle, the hayride at Grace in October, Med student dance at the General in November, the pizza party at Misericordia in December and the volleyball tournament at C. H. in January. Then, on Valentine ' s Day, Feb. 14, the gala event of the year - the annual Sweetheart Ball took place at the Fort Garry Hotel. Karen MacLeod represented our school as a candidate at the Ball. All the girls looked lovely. The year ended with speakers on C. U. S. O. and nursing in the north, at a mass meeting in March. In all it has been another great year for M. S. N. A. thanks to the work of the inter-school executive, and to our own school representatives: Karen MacLeod - Executive Committee Lynn McDowell - Social Beverly Spenst - Sports Lorna Janis - Posters Joanne Robertson - First year representative Auna Marie Berg --Events Co-ordinator. Thank you all for your support! Karen MacLeod M.S.N. A. Representative 70 KAREN MACLEOD

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' Pxa iccmccf ' Plua I was the smartest student They ever had at Grace For the proficiency Award I should ' ve won the race I was so fast and skillful It almost was a sin I simply cannot understand Why I didn ' t win. When I was a probie Miss Seeman ' s pet was I I scrubbed and oiled my patients Till I thought I ' d die My backrubs were in great demand The patients thought them keen Until I rubbed one by mistake With oil of wintergreen. So for six months I worked and slaved With such efficiency But since I ' m not quite perfect I made a mistake-or-two-or-three It really wasn ' t my fault That those false teeth got mixed up The head nurse said Clean all false teeth So I gathered them all up I put them in a basin And scrubbed them till they gleamed Then I showed them to the head nurse I wonder why she screamed? My patients just adore me They thought I was divine For I ' d give them drinks of water And overlook the fasting sign I was so conscientious Of my patients and their ills That in the night I ' d wake them Just to give them sleeping pills. I next attacked the O. R. Which will never be the same But for the things that went amiss Myself I cannot blame I fainted at the sight of blood But it wasn ' t my decision To fall across the patient ' s laparotomy I didn ' t mean to lose that sponge But I lost count you see The fuss over one little sponge Oh all right--so it was three. During operations the doctor I ' d never wheedle. But as soon as he sewed up the skin Then I ' d ask for my missing needle When the doctors saw that I was scrubbed To help them with their work They either fainted dead away Or else they went berserk I helped one doc so well up there That he offered to operate free He said I was in drastic need of a Cranilithotomy. But the Case Room ' s where I really shone Mid cord clamps, beads, and suctions But somehow during all the rush I ' d forget Miss Rusk ' s instructions Was that--tie, then clamp then cut the cord Or clamp then cut then tie? Now what comes first--the baby ' s beads? Or the drops for his eye? Episiotomy? What ' s that? Oh yes--oh yes the suture. The doctors glared while I unwound And unbright looked my future You can have it in a second. Just be patient for a bit. I just have to untangle these eight knots out of it. I did so well at Children ' s But my work I ' d just begun When they put me as a patient On a ward they call West 1 I did just fine in Public Health Till on a nursing call I went I got lost and my two weeks In Kildonan Park were spent. So back to the wards I trotted As efficient as could be I knew that I could do no wrong The blame ' s not mine you see That the P. P. care on Mat floor With mouthwash once was done Or the waking of the patients at 5 a. m. was begun. incision So you see dear friends I ' m quite a gal The head nurse ' s buddy, the doctor ' s pal Now don ' t you think I deserve congratulating Not for winning an award--just for graduating ? P. Egan - taken from the 1960 Yearbook - 72