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

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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

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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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Vtsthng Day tn the Ward S everyone knows, visiting days in the ward are Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday, from three until five o'clock. There is usually some bustling about in the morning to get the baths given, the closets straightened and various other duties which will make the ward and patients presentable for the swarm of visitors which usually invade the wards. Ahout 2.45 P. M. they begin to straggle in with bundles and flowers. It is not unusual to have someone ask the nurses where the Fraternity Ward is or the Guinea Ward or even the Tele- scopic Ward. The ward is usually fairly well filled with visitors by 3.15. It is then that the nurses receive requests for vases or baskets for a half-dozen sweet peas, or three or four carnations. Then it is that nurses begin to realize they have nerves, for vases that small are much of a rarity on the ward floors. Mr. So and So comes up to ask if his wife may have ice cream or bananas. She has just had a Cholecystectomy. Supper comes down about four o'clock. Of course there is soup, bread and butter and dessert-probably pineapple. While serving the trays there are numerous requests for empty bowls and will you please heat this soup which turns out to be a con- glomeration of this, that, and the other thing. After supper, which lasts usually until about 4.30 P. M. nothing much happens. At five o'elock sharp the announcement is made, It's five o'clock, will all visitors please leave? This announcement should really be made about ten minutes earlier ai it always takes the visitors at least ten minutes to say their at tens. The ward surely docs look like it had been shot at and hit after the visitors leave. There are papers on the floor, ice cream boxes, orange peels, and grape seeds on the tables which are already cluttered with boxes, magazines and flowers. It is often quite a task to make the ward look presentable once more. Finally, the ward is straightened once more. Seven o'clock approaches, the nurses say good-night and the patients settle down in their beds completely exhausted. Seventy Friday Morning Changes HETHER it will be Annex or whether it will be kids' house with all its crying children. Oh, dear! perhaps it will be fifth fioor where it is rush, rush from morning until night or perhaps it will be diet kitchen which means rising one-half hour earlier. Maybe we'll go to the surgical floor where we'll not have a minute to spare all day. Horrors! what if it should be clinic or Maternity and we don't know a thing in either one of these fields. Oh! pshaw, second fioor with all its chronies. These are many thoughts in certain nurses' minds on Thursday night. Half asleep and thinking how nice it would be to go homc and sleep a couple more hours, Miss Shafer suddenly aroused me from my dreams by saying, Miss Fit, Operating Room. What, this must be Friday! Gosh, my heart must be beat- ing at least two-hundred a minute. What's that funny quivering feeling at the pit of my stomach? Thanks to the girls at breakfast for telling me my duties and requirements while in Clinic. Depositiug an untouched breakfast tray in the kitchen, l finally find myself in 4 O. R. After a few minutes of feeling that I am an extra piece of furniture, somebody whispers, Here comes Scotty. vs Why is she looking at us so disgustedly? We are only five new clinic nurses. After being formally introduced to the Odds and Ends Bag, Miss Scott shows tts the technic of draping a patient. I am be- coming interested in counting Bland sponges when a Good morning, Miss Smith, again makes my knees weaken. At last our assignment is given ns and cautiously we enter the O. R.'s of our Clinic days. The supervisor turns and rather disgustedly says. You may go to the stock room.