Presbyterian St Lukes Hospital School of Nursing - Alpha Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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' most everyone thought it was fun. Those cute little scraps of humanity we were afraid to handle at first; diapers to change, bottles to warm, mamas to pan and papas to calm . . . scrub calls and quick preps . . . open house when twins and breeches arrived . . . doing set ups, checking the standards. , On to pediatrics . . . the little white gowned angels (?)... more diapers, formula lab, nursery school . . . Sue Ellen . . . never was there a cuter, naughtier child . . . ice cream cones for dessert . . . Miss Buchardi ' s appointments, birthday cakes . . . premies . . . T and A ' s . . . remember Chuckle? A locked door opened to reveal a new department, and a new realm of medicine . . . psycho. Night rounds . . . walks with patients . . . mid-morning breakfasts . . . shift dances . . . treatments and clinics . . . the quiet room . . . Caruso (now in memorium) . . . the revelations through personal psychoanalyses. Ah, Contage . . . inner sanctum with bugs . . . but pancakes for breakfast and mid-morning crackers and milk helped dim the view of spooky unused corridors . . . Miss Pepper ' s Scottish accent . . . the table with the bell In the dining room . . . cubicle gowns . . . making friends from other schools . . . Isolation technique . . . pancakes and Hernandez to erase the blues ( Come on. Chappie, drink all your milk like a good fellow and I ' ll draw you a picture ) . . . sessions at the iron lung . . . evenings at The Spot . Return to Luke ' s . . . full fledged seniors . . . charge duty . . . and suddenly a winterish vacation and then it was May. The prom loomed big . . . more civilians this year, but here and there an intern in uniform, sad reminder that another crop of the older boys was to leave soon . . . Miss Frischkorn busy taking pictures for PRN . . . the north ball room and other rooms well populated ... It was a wonderful prom. Baccalaureate followed on Its heels, with the first wearing of whites. There was that beautiful Alumnae banquet with Miss Fulmer and graduates from all over the country . . . It made us vow to attend every year. Graduation was the most stiiring of all . . . The Reverend Bell ' s address most impressive ... the ' 46A ' 5 we had missed seeing around, and all of us proud of this year ' s guard of honor ... the reception at Schweppe so lovely and so nicely filled with all those relatives who almost got caught in the train strike . . . Mrs. Bell ' s hospitality ... the staff ' s congratulations. The.e ' s the waiting period ... the counting in days and not years . . . cokes at the drug . . . walks to the lake . . . concerts at Grant Park . . . thorough sunburns . . . chapel weddings . . . that unforgettable senior picnic (when have we ever eaten so much out-of-this-world food with such gusto!) ... the mad deadline rush for copy and pictures ... no film to be had anywhere In town . . . having to cut pages (running short of money and being darned if we ' d sell more sandwiches) . . . getting subscriptions and hoping the results of It all would be worth $2.50 to the buyers September grows near . . . friendships more dear . . . nostalgia becomes a frequent complaint, and for It we recommend reading this book of memories, prn.

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ears Id a jnovi ime They can remember lhat ours was the first class to enter as cadets ... the first large recruitment. We can remember the awful elevator ride our stomachs took the first day . . . It was all so alien and everyone else looked so terribly experienced . . . There was piled luggage, long stairs at Stickney . . . bridge games, sings, the getting acquainted sessions while waiting for those physicals . . . tapping our vertebrae, giving our arches the benefit of the doubt, chest plates and cbc ' s. There were intriguing volumes that multiplied until closet shelves were crowded for space to accommodate those boxes of food from home. Spreads were enjoyed by all, but hlousemother Mrs. Anderson had her troubles when it came to room check how base of us to hide! . . . There were proble study hours, and the mad rush to the drug afterward . . . We had hard-to-get late leaves and easy-to-get proctor marks that took them away from us. Came the blue and white uniforms making us feel at last that we really belonged ... the shadowed chapel, the uniform tea with Morton Downey ' s songs . . . corsages and proud parents, photographers and mixed emotions. Class work became integrated with enlightening experiences on the floors . . . the first bed bath . . . procedures . . . supervision . . . exams, with butterflies before and post mortems afterward. Capping drew nearer and finally arrived, one of the prettiest and most impressive ceremonies at St. Luke ' s. Our first real goal was reached, we did belong, we had caps and bibs to prove It . . . Then we went on the floors for eight hour stretches and began to find out what it was all about . . . Came the wonder of seeing younger students enter ... we got on elevators fourth in rank instead of last. The accelerated program took some of us into our specialties right away . . . trays, purees, and the early morning daze (my, that watermelon looks good, but you lose an arm at the elbow if you touch it). The D. K. had its points ... we wouldn ' t have minded returning for senior duties. Nothing like mustard, custard and the forty-six B ' s . . . Followed surgery . . . some of us loved it, some of us didn ' t. Sterile technique, manual dexterity, trying to remember all the surgeons ' wants. Dramatic cases, and a Caesarean or two ... we also scrubbed more pots and pans than we ever saw m the D. K. They sent us on vacation . . . four weeks flew by, but we were ready to come back and start something new. And that it was . . . Obstetrics. We were amazed at our first scrub, amused by the fathers and the nursery window . . . they looked exactly like the cartoons you see so often. Oh, the Stork Club was a happy place to work.

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Bob Schultz gets a back rub. Miss Konecko ' s soothing touch Jake Dr. Ketcham changes Glendy ' s dressing. Drs. Schmidt and Grauer confer with asso- ciates. Miss hlolmes gives shift report.