Rex Hospital School of Nursing - Nightingale Yearbook (Raleigh, NC)

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You have seen us mad, sad, and indifferent fafter working all day and being in the library all nightj. And you have seen us be unfair and prejudiced. You have observed the good and the bad as we have tried desperately to mature in order to be the responsible nurses our high standards strive to- ward. Yes, we have learned many lessons from you in the past, and we have many more awaiting us. But we aren't frightened . . . maybe just a little timid. We're anxious! There was a time when we were frightened, though. Remember September 11, 1962 at the Daniel's House? How could you forget! There we were-forty wide -eyed future Florence Nightingales wondering what in the world we were doing here. But we soon found out. Boy, we found out plenty that first year. No longer was someone with epistaxis on the critical list, nor was that thing with a handle by a male patient's bedside a flower pot.Ourinstructors andhead nurses briefed us concerning basic facts so that we weren't so terribly dangerous in the hospital after a while. We soon leamed that doctors weren't draculas and that instructors did not each have fourteen piercing eyes Q just twoj. We'll never forget our first patients, giving our irst shots to our unfortunate room-mates, Miss Collie's asepsis , lectures on attitude, and making out other things concerning our first year in nursing itself. But, we also have mem- ories about good old State College and the dorm life that year.For instance, fraternity parties, Kid Brewer's hill, the C.U. at breaks, bus stops, tennis shoes, the effigy of Mr. Powe, the patience of Dr. Santo, the guiding hand of lim King,lab reports,and pithing frogs come to mind as we think of affiliating with State College.We even lived through such things as ... Eleven o'clock in our rooms? ! ! , Twelve o'clock with our lights out?! ! , the Whistler , and sleeping with toothpaste in our beds. We'll never forget all the suppers from Finch's, If I Had a Hammer , Ralph Holthouser, love magazines, pebble beach, Hayes Barton pool, all nighters, the Dirty Dozen , ten day vacation, and most of all capping, May 31. Yes, you remember our tears and our joys that year as we tried to find out so much about life. Then we became serious, hard-working,worn-out Ju.nioxs.We paced and we u.npacked,we would fight among our- selves and we would make up. We did a little of everything with the only goal being to live through that year. And somehow we did! It was dificult to adjust to eight hour working days, the new responsibilities, working,week-ends, and making up our minds as to whether or not we really wanted to be nurses. Pediatrics, Obstretrics, and Med- Surg ll were hard, but we studied a lot, fussedfa lot, laughted it off, and passed. We became famous for thinking sterile technique could be carried out without sterile gloves in the Delivery Room, for pushing open the mechanical doors of the Operating Room manually, for saying I don't hear any fetal heart rate , for asking a patient with one leg where his other shoe was.Yes, we did a lot of crazy things that year, but we also learned a lot from our mistakes. Never again will we say What sponge? to Dr. McElrath, nor will we say Cystic 'what'? to Miss Merrow. But our junior year wasn't all work and no play. We still had our beach trips, the great junior-Senior at the Plantation Inn, Alice's stereo, telephone calls, dates, friendly pow-wows, extems that summer, shower brawls, engagement rings, fraternity pins, lots of cigarettes, and millions of laughs. And we got our black bands. Time was moving on. We could not even believe we were seniors. But then our class split up, and half of us went to Dorothea Dix State Hospital for our three months afiliation, while the rest studied Med-Surg III here at Rex. The Hill required quite a bit of adjustment caring for the mentally ill patients, and, it required a lot of study and research. But we leamed to love this aspect of nursing as well as the general hospital, for these people also needed us. We overcame our fears, learned a lot about ourselves, and met many new friends from schools all over the state. We heartily accepted the dorm regulations and did not yell out the windows, and gladly accepted every week-end off, the opportunity to go out even on Monday nights, and leaving at ten p.m. The dances for the patients, the State Fair, the attendants, Byrd's, parties, cars, the dorm life, and our wonderful teachers will never be forgotten. The Hill was a meaningful experience for all of us. As we all came back together as a class in February,we were closer than ever. We worked togetherg studied to- gether, conspired together, and enjoyed being Seniors. We were looking toward the future as we finished Disaster Nursing, Trends, Senior Seminar, and rotated through the Intensive Care Unit and the Emergency Room. Our motiva- tion was increased as we pictured our names on Rex Hospital School of Nursing diplomas. We had worked so long and hard toward it, and, now it was getting closer to reach. We felt that we were ready to accept the responsibilities of graduate muses and to be on our ovxm. So the big day arrived. That morning we enjoyed our Senior breakfast. Then, later that afternoon, we put on our new white uniforms, all gathered together on the bus, and headed for the College Union at State College-singing, laughing, and crying together. We sat dazed before the platform, we listened to The Green Cathedral and l'll Walk with God , we marched up one by one to receive our diplomas and pins. Then we left, in a sense, different persons. It had finally happened. We had graduated. So, look out world. Here we come! l l Sincerely, The 1965 Graduating Class of Rex Hospital School of Nursing 25

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