Henry Ford Hospital School of Nursing - Sonah Yearbook (Detroit, MI)

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,H , , SONAH-27 A ..l- AN ODE TO WTHE TUBE Dedicated To Doctor Mateev and The Nurses. I'm having a time at that hospital Hne, Henry Ford's on Grand Boulevard West. Where they cure all your ills, and you pay all the bills But the treatment is surely the best. Where day in and day out you can hear victims shout As they swallow a thing dubbed Spaghett. It's a hose with a ball, reaching down to your gall, With a feeling you'll never forget. When you arrive there, you are placed in a chair By a nurse who is clad all in white. Down your throat she jams rubber as you start to blubber, And put up a terrible iight. As you go through the paces, you make funny faces- You choke, and you fuss, and you sputterg But you know its worth while if you're reeking with bile So not a complaint do you utter. And after a while you become reconciled, And you down it with just a slight quiver. You just take a good grip, keep a stiff upper lip While the thing wraps itself round your liver. Next they place you in bed, with your hips overfhead- Makes you feel like you've been through a blizzard. For a big stomach pump will sure make you jump, As they drain you way down to your gizzard. But you get some real fun before you are done It's the one part you'll think is just fine, When they yank the tube out, you feel like a big trout That's been hooked on the end of a line. Then when you're so weak, you can't stand on your feet just crackers and milk do they bring you. Itls a meal far from nifty, but it costs sevenffifty Another way they have to sting you. Now take my advice, for the thing isn't nice Stay away from the place and don't try it. Avoid all congestion that makes indigestion, And stick to a good wholesome diet. fd Quai 142

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fl -.QA ll SONAH-27 'H For this tube down your throat, will sure get your goat I would much rather have a fat tumor. And I'm proud to confess it's a thing I detest, For it ruins my sweet sense of humor. I would derive pleasure, in a heaping big measure just to see Henry Ford, himself, do it. And I hope and I pray to be present some day, When Doctor Mateer must go through it. CHA Pk Pk Pk h d k om and extracting forei Doctor Qafter treating an eye in t e ar ro my man, does that feel better? Patient: 'LYes, sir, but that's the wrong eye. Ik Pk Dk Dr to Scotch patient prior to operation: You will be glad to Ruzs DUBARD gn bodyl Now know that I have procured one of your countrymen to administer the anaestheticf' ' - ' h I unno be gettin' too much. pain Patient. Thatsgood. T en, noo, w ik Fl' Pk P tient: Doctor, I'm suffering with pains in my back. a Dr. Fallis: Well, here are some pills. Take one Hfteen minutes coming on. lk Pk FF as Friend: L'How would you care for a very small infant? Marge Fuller: Handle with kid gloves. before you feel the li f I Wi. lr SU! gg' op mf, i if n 4 Iliff O O Q Filling In my Q Q, E THB NEW INTBRNB As he thinks he looks. As he looks to nh '-ft' 7 143 C TIUTSCS