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

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From Peds we went to Cocoanut Grove Where, with psychotics we were left to rove. The rec room and always a wild bridge game — Nothing up there was ever tame. A key was lost so we ' d look around And search frantically ' til it was found. We ' d look at each other in serious thought Each wondering if the other with a conflict were frought. EST ' s and Insulin Shock To help alleviate some mental block. The results were slow but well worthwhile When one of your patients gave his first smile. Now we ' re almost through with this rage But first let ' s take a look at contage. , CONT T ' was the night before leaving And all through the dorm — The seniors were packing The juniors forlorn — And I in my p. j. ' s and she in her gown Had just laid our heads on our pillows of down. When what to our weary heads should flash But glimpses of contage and the whole senior class. The day we all came loaded down with our bags — The first night in our beds with their creaks and their sags. At clinic they showed us how to make a bed To discharge a patient and care for the dead. In class we learned of the Ayrea clean And the Ayrea where we should never be seen. The Whoopers over in building three, Were a joy to some — a grief to me. Some just whooped and others turned blue — Where is the suction and what should we do? The receiving room was always fun A chat with Olsen when admissions were done. The dog bites were many and oh what a task 1

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You walked on M-8 that fateful day And thought how you ' d like to be taken away. But the kids were so cute, you forgot your fear And soon every one became new and dear. They smiled and talked and called out your name And yelled with great vigor until you came And read them a story or played some game. Or maybe the little boy in the corner caught your eye And they were so afraid that he might die. When he looked up at you and smiled the best he could You knew he must live, that he should and would. And later he yelled as loud as the rest Then you read him the story he liked the best. You can ' t forget the nursery up there on 8 — Only three weeks there unless six was your fate. You fed, and changed diapers until you were blue And went flying off duty when you got your cue. But all in all it ' s a pretty nice place — And you ' ll remember long each clean shiny face. Then they took you away from each nice thing But those memories of Ped will always cling.

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Drawing up anti-toxin from each separate flask. The formula room and its sterile technique Squeezing oranges that way is really unique. The drone of iron-lungs down in building 2-1. My aching back — it wasn ' t much fun — A patient three times as large as I Nurse, turn me over, would be his cry. By pulling and tugging I ' d try to aid — But his comfort was less, I ' m sadly afraid Rounds by the chief was something to see Being tailed by the boys — 1,2 and 3. A new patient! Dr. Brown would scream And as she guessed the temp., Dr. Hoyne would beam • — His lecture on polio we all eagerly heard As each of us listened to every wise word — Gad, but I ' m sick, one gal cries And off to nurses ' clinic she flies — Open your mouth, stick out your tongue. Say Ah again — and now you ' re all done. Off duty today — put these in your nose. As you reach up to blow your blossoming rose. So back to your room for a day of rest To stay in bed is really a test. Up for meals and up for classes Up to keep filling the water glasses. After being off duty for just one day You felt renewed and go back to stay. The doctors aided in their own subtle way To help us enjoy every new day. A winning smile here and a teasing joke there. Someone tapping your cap or pulling your hair. The dining room on pancake morning ' Is like a hive when bees are swarming — At other times the food was such You didn ' t feel like eating much. So off you ' d go to Pop ' s Candy store — One sundae always tasted like more. The whipped cream on top was really a riot Not quite the thing for those on a diet. The Spot — the place to let down your hair Pout out your troubles — sob in your beer. So all you gals from Reese and Pres — Luke ' s and Mercy and all the rest As we leave MCDH behind Pleasure, I ' m sure, we ' ll always find Hashing over the fun for quite an age Of the gay times we had out at Contage . The Prom and Baccalaureate Graduation and the Going-Out date Loomed just head and will close the book Of the tale of a three-year journey we took!