Jefferson Medical College School of Nursing - Nosokomos Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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Julie in Diet Kitchen: Oh, Sheila, what will I do? My cake is burning and I can't take it out for five minutes yet? Medical Student to Probie: Oh, dear, I shall be so miser- able all the while I am away from you. Probie: Oh, darling, if 1 could be sure of that it would make me so happy. Mac: Do you use Colgate's toothpaste? Sheila: No. I don't room with her this year. Burglar tin nurse's roomi: Keep quiet or l'll blow your brains out. It's money I want. ..lunior Student: Just a moment and I'll help you hunt for it. Many drops of water A bar of Ivory soap Help the sickest patient More than any dope. The phone rang furiously, Women's Surgical Ward. - l'low's Mrs. Soloski? She is still under the anasthetic. Thank you very much. When she comes back will you tell her Mrs. Broske called? Seen on Treatment Sheet in Gyne: l'Iodges' tray third day post-operative. M. Dunkle in Dining Room: Gosh, we have three pregnant women down in Maternity all in labor. Did you ever see the P. C. and F. Company parading the new styles? Of course there is always a chance of misunderstanding the word perineum. Dr. Bucher: Miss Rohrbaugh, how would you sterilize a stool? Casey : It is best to use carbolic acid but that would spoil the varnish so put it in the sun. For information about soap to wash pitchers ask Bobbie Robertson. Sixty-eight. Senior Nurse to Probie : Will you please give this patient a high enema? Looking behind the screen a few minutes later she finds the probationer carrying out orders atop a step-ladder. Mickey believes in applying pillows instead of pulleys in adjusting a Bucks' extension. An obliging interne cancelled an order for glucose capsules after the night supervisor and student nurse failed in their search for the sedative, Dr. Justin is boosting the form fit company by giving hypo- dermoclysis in Solarium. Ilave you ever held up a temperature chart and Dr. Walk- ing asked to see the intake and output when much to your sur- prise you were displaying a blank hoard? Peg Duncan and Eva Ingraham are scrubbing: Dr. Kinney: I thought we were having two nurses scrub for this case. Orange Albumin a la Charlotte Roeder. Mix equal parts of orange juice and milk. Have patient drink same tif you cant. A favorite order of Dr. C. Lytle: Bathroom privileges in a wheel chair. Miss Melville: Miss Warner. when was Florence Nightin- gale horn? saKayvs: 441820.11 M. M.: H1820 what? Kay lafter a few minutes thoughtj: 01820 B. C. M. Dunkle was sent by Miss Frye for a tea cart. Returning she was met by Miss Frye who exclaimed: Why, Miss Dunkle, that isn't a tea cart it's Raymond's specimen wagon. There was the time too when Kitty dusted the light so obligingly for Dr. Shallow in the pit. But then Fran took a straight chair from the ward to go for a patient in Dental Clinic.

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HUMOR Dedicated to MISS KATHRYN FRYE An ambulatory patient lacking saponis and aqua with exopthalmos and diploplia had diaphoresis resulting in a corryza and pleuralgia requiring a sinapis. Tinnitus and syncope brought on amnesia which with nostolgia produced an uncertain prognosis. Anascara required fox glove and toninervin to allay anorexia. Spondelilis prevented senility but produced a cadaver. Miss Manewal: Will someone stop this pan boiler from gurgIing? Dr. Ezell: A hundred and fiftieth of Atropine in the right leg. Miss Shoemaker: What contribution did Lord Lister make to modern surgery? 1 Probie : Listerine. The patient jerked his legs when the nurse was attempting to wash the soles of his feet. Ticklish? she asked. No, Polish. You can tell a senior but you can't tell her much. Miss Melville to Senior in 629: How did you get here? Senior: Flu. Dr. Hodges has been so very much impressed by his Gynecological work that he writes ovary at the end of the page. Down the dreary hall we Hit One little can and I And fast I gather bit by bit Water and soap ends far and wide Men's Special reached their hands for it Corridor was always nigh As quickly down the hall we flit My little can and I. Of course Dr. Cheledon may have unusual patients but not many whose mothers have died in infancy. Betty : You know I believe I have athlete's foot and l can't seem to get rid of it. Ike thelpfullyl: Did you ever try taking a bath? Co to Dr. Flaig for he is an authority on anasthesia powders. First Prohie : And what does L. L. D. after his name mean? Second Probie : I am not sure but I think it means lung and liver doctor. Patient in Women's Medical: Why didn't I get white meat on my tray Nurse J.: Does it say so on your card? Patient: Yes, it has W. M. right after my name. Pinkie got a little pole And put it by the bed A tea cart full of many things I-Iypodermoclysis so she said. gas Interue seeing Pinkie interested Said she might play doctor But Miss Melville making rounds Said we might do without her. Senior to Probie: Did you ever take ether. Probie: No, mam, who teaches it? Sixty-seven

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Some Impressions K By Patient in Men's Medical Wrzrrll CAME to the hospital with a pain in my side Get into bed, said the doctor, You're going for a ride. They took me upstairs and dumped me in bed It's a wonder by this time that I am not dead The first thing that happened it could have been worse Up to my bedside came a good looking nurse. She felt of my pulse, took my temperature, too, And when she had left me I felt mighty blue. The next thing that happened came a doctor in white Who wrote down my history and thumped on my hack And pushed on my stomach till I thought it would crack Then the night nurse--the man who I think is a heel, Put a sign on my bed this sign read No Meal. And in the morning in my bed I repose When along came a nurse with a long rubber hose Just swallow this tube easily, take a deep breath and sigh It gagged me and chocked me and made tears in my eye. Then came a man with a box under his arm .lust roll up your sleeve, sir, I'll do you no harm He took out a needle it looked like a pick And into my vein that needle he did stick. He pushed and he prodded and you can just bet When he was finished I was all in a sweat Then along came the students and poked me some more They banged and they pushed till my belly was sore. Then one by one they examined my chest And what they found there you could never have guessed Then I went to the dentist--I don't like that place In your gums he puts needles and pliers in your face Now this will not hurt you I'll tell you the truth In my mouth went the pliers and out came the tooth So now I have finished. I have no more to say For now I am putting my pencil away. Cleaning the Medicine Cabinet ATURDAY is usually the day, sometimes Sunday. It all depends, of course, whether or not Saturday is in a rush. Clean- ing the medicine cabinet can be made a fascinating task if one has a vivid imagination. For instance, Wouldn't I love to have a dress-chiffon-the shade of Tr. Cardamon Comp.? But no, I can't wear red. How about a crepe in the alcohol shade? QA cross between Eleanor blue and robin's egg.J Of course if one really is conscientious, and not given to imaginings, the cabinet can be cleaned thoroughly in a short time. The bottles are removed and cleaned with a damp cloth, also the glass shelves and clean blotters placed in the back. The bottles are rearranged according to size fsometimes color, if one feels colorfuli, the doors well polished and the medicine cabinet is completed. But the one who dreams still handles the colorful bottles and sees herself clothed in a tilmy evening gown of Bichloride of Mercury 1:1000 which is actually the color of the fire in an opal when seen in the dazzling sun or perhaps the silvery moon. She goes to church clad in HE. I. Q. 81 S. and creates quite a sensation as she slides into the pew. Finally, her dreams end, and she wakes to the fact that it is time to pour her medicines. She glances down at her uni- form and realizes that it is just a trifle deeper than Calamine Lotion. She hurriedly replaces the bottles and pours such mix- lures as Calcium Lactate and Digitalisg Sodium Bicarbonate and Peppermint water, and sighs to herself, The poor patients. Sixty-nine