Medical University of South Carolina - Tres Anni Yearbook (Charleston, SC)

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fam iafofz Section 2 One bright February day, iitteen excited girls in Section II gathered at Main Nurses Home to start careers as nurses. As we look back on the days when we were probies, it seems to us to have been the most enjoyable time of training. Oh, we didn't think so then. We did feel a little green, of course, but not letting it get the best of us, we remained to see what came next--all except three members. There were plenty of times when we all decided to leave. As we seemed to be all in this thing together we would just all quit. By some stroke of fate we remained. We were curious, of course, to know just how many procedures there were to this course. There were many laughs and tears learning to make beds and clean a unit. We wondered just how one little white table could hold so much. We had fun pretending to be the patient in practicing those nursing procedures, and to think of those endless hours we spent in nursing arts lab. practicing, only to hear you wi.ll just have to put in more time practicing. We were very proud once we learned a procedure, and then we got supervised on the wards. This meant we were able to do things alone. Next came the big day for us. On june 2, 1951, we received our caps. My, did we feel important! We felt as if real nurses, and thought we looked about as good as the rest. At least we didn't think we would be so con- we were spicuous. The only thing, for some strange reason, we were expected to know as much as the rest, just because we had a cap on our heads. We seemed to learn fast the rest of the year, because in no time we suddenly looked around and we were working nights by ourselves. We enjoyed that summer. We were all very close together. Most of our time off duty was spent at the beach- then we were glad we came to Charleston. Most of us were from different towns and were not accustomed to having a beach so close by. We were having classes each day. My, was it hot! We felt that we were learning more each day, however. Then came November and this meant vacation. We thought we never wanted to see this place again. By the time we had been home a week, we decided that being a nurse wasn't such a bad life after all. We missed each other, and were we happy to get back on the wards and go to work. We worked harder than ever now, and it seemed no time until we had completed a year. We got our new black bands and we were beginning to feel a little more as if we knew the routine around the hospital. By this time we had lost four more members of our class. We started on our different services. Some of us were happy, some unhappy, in their work. There were services we liked, of course, and we always had time to discuss our problems with each other. It was vacation time again, and it came so quickly. It seemed as if we had just had one, but it was welcomed, and we made the most of it. We were glad to get back once again. Vacation was in june this time, and by july we were back in full swing in work as well as play. Now we didn't spent all of our time working. We, like everyone else, had dates, went to parties, had crushes , some even fell in love. We now have eight members of our class. Now comes the time when we start preparing for graduation, because we have the two black bands. It felt wonder- ful to see those two stripes. We had wondered for two years-would we ever get to be seniors? At this time we have been very busy with our ward work, and the heavy schedule of classes. There has been little time to play as the time draws nearer to graduation. Excited? Sure we are excited. In fact, we have never been more excited. Will that day ever come for graduation? Some of us are now going to State Hospital on affiliation. We are happy in a way, but we would be happier to have all of our friends go with us. We will miss each other terribly. Graduation is here and we can hardly believe our own eyes. In those graduate caps and white uniforms we are marching down the aisle at the Citadel Chapel to get our diplomas. Conspicuous and self-conscious is not the word for it, but there is a bubbling over inside us. We see the tears flowing as we think of parting with our friends and leav- ing dear ole Roper. All in all, it has been three wonderful years, through tears and joy together. We wouldn't trade places with anyone now! Margaret Baldwin Page Tll'67lfy-S6l'671 f r' 1 ' ' tij':.','i af li '-'QQQQIE .lr 13 i i l . ,g- i l jil,' .tl vs Ili 'hi . i 'lui Us , 'i . .jj .H -1 ,vi L i I it fi Ski, , J if I l g i ' U I ' i i-5.4, . 5, 9 lil 9 lj 5 i .QW jay il ,. f jx M N it . i .j X .IN 235.2 li l 1 al- . 's x Y az-- if 5 4- 'N u l'i'. vu. j' .1 1 i l. if ' 9 J I, -N f Y i H P N i N- ajirk.

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f 1 971' ' Q' mg 1,-1. .1 4 , i Cookie tells me that two more of her classmates, Shirley Keenum and Betty Potter went into the private duty field. Betty has been doing private duty for Larry almost twenty years now. She thinks she'll keep it up. Some people do like to travel. Willann Campbell married an army officer and just can't seem to stay in one place. Verta Ingbretsen and Sara Stripling are both vacationing abroad this summer. Sara and her husband are going to Scot- land to visit the home where her grandparents lived. Verta decided to spend her vacation in Norway in order to take a special course in obstetrics-obstetrics the Norwegian way. After lunch Cookie and I stop by her hotel suite. I turned on the television and much to my surprise Joyce Ray's new shown has just begun. Joyce really proved to be a great comedienne, but it's no wonder with Betty Sholk as her right hand. Betty has been script writer for Joyce nearly ten years. The show's sponsors, Brucks, has two outstanding uniform designers, Marian Register and Ann Shealy. Their newest creation is a student uniform which requires no safety pins to put it together. . As we leave her suite, Cookie suggests that we go to the movies. As we enter, the news reel has already begun. Gathered in New York are representatives from the United States to the World Health Organization. Among the chosen few are June Green and Lucy Walters. Next, we see the launching of a new passenger ship The Mamie , named for the wife of one of our famous ex-presi- dents. Cookie says that Gene Edens has the position of Ship's nurse on The Mamie . Cookie had a letter from Elaine Morton the other day. Elaine and Angie Demos are now exploring the jungles of Africa trying to find recruits for the nursing school which they and Jane Ogilvie started at Kasanga. They have been trying to get Pearl Woodcock, who has recruited navy nurses some 15 years, to join them and be clinical instructor at their school. Shortly after I bid adieu to Cookie , I find myself gazing wistfully at a darling little hat in an exclusive shop that I happen to pass. I go inside and just as I am about to try on the hat I spot a lady who looks rather familiar to me. As she stands there trying to get the clerk to give her a discount on a hat, I see that it is Loretta Robinson. She tells me that she now has her master degree in nursing and is teaching at Johns Hopkins University. She just came from a meeting of nursing supervisors and instructors where she saw Mary Floyd, now supervisor of the Philadelphia General Hospital. I inquire about Nancy Oates. Loretta says Nancy has gone down to see Barbara Coney who has bought an island off the coast of South Carolina where tired old nurses can go for refuge. Speaking of tired old nurses-I'm nearly dead! I spot a bench in the park that I am approaching and decide to get some rest for my weary feet. When I sit down, my eyes begin to droop and before I know it, I am dozing in the warm sunlight. Suddenly a noise startles me, and as I open my eyes, I discover that I am no longer sitting on a park bench but am lying quietly in my bed. I notice that the wind is blowing the blinds against the window sill, making the noise that awakened me. I can feel the rapid pulsation of my heart as I realize that our experiment has been a success. Quickly I turn on my light and eagerly await someone to come so that I can relate my experience to her. Mary Ann Thomasson. Page 'l'ufen1y-Nme ll in Piuiwvf I ' I I I I I, ,I A I I I I j I if I i I I j . I 43.9 I4 rj,