Rowan Memorial Hospital School of Nursing - White Cap Yearbook (Salisbury, NC)

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Dedication To Dr. Paul Green, because of his intangible spirit of friendliness, his willingness to help students, and his sincere loyalty to our hospital, we, the student government, jvith deepest appreciation and gratitude do hereby dedicate this 1965 ''White Cap. ;

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Foreword . . as the days fade into the memories of a year, we remember the joys that accented the hours we spent and the sorrows that make them remain in our minds... and, as we look toward the future, both add their experience to our dreams. . . and throughout all our efforts, our teachers e have remained our friends and supporters . and as we glance back for a fleeting moment, As the Baby Nurse Grows Up.

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“What Is a Student Nurse?’ Adapted from Nurse Please by Jean McConnell: Published by J. B. Lippincott Co. Between the innocence of anentrance exam and an R.N. comes a lovable creature called a Student Nurse. They come in assorted sizes, heights, and shapes but they have the same creed: To enjoy every second of every hour of every day off duty, and protest with griping, (their only weapon), when their forty hour week is over, and their supervisors are in the snack bar. Student Nurses are found everywhere: underneath, jumping from, swimming to and running through. Patients love them, R.N.'s boss them, orderlies ignore them, Doctors tolerate them, and Heaven protects them. A Student Nurse is truth with blood on her uniform, beauty with gloves on her hands, wisdom with penicillin in her hair, and the future with a new born baby in her hands. To Doctors a Student Nurse is an inconsiderate, questioning, and intruding bundle of noise. When you want her to make a good impression, she becomes a giggling creature, bent on wasting as much time as possible, and sleeping through class. A Student has the appetite of a horse, the digestion of a disposal unit, the energy of a soap suds enema, the lungs of a switchboard operator, the imagination of a Vanderbilt Graduate, the enthusiasm of central supply, the sharpness of a scalpel, and wh en she gives pills, she has five thumbs on each hand. She likes food, vacation, Christmas, money from home, love stories, water in its natural habitus, Doctors, working elevators, and days off. She is not much for: Books without pictures, operating room dresses, hair nets, study hours, metric systems, and case studies, not to mention ward classes. Nobody is so late to bed and so early to rise, nobody gets so much out of medical conferences, and lectures. No one can cram into one day, five enemas, twelve complete bed baths, five subjects, three trips to a phar- macy, two trips to the nursing office, fifty aspirins, set up a uniform, polish her shoes, stay out till twelve o'clock and still get along with her classmates. A Student Nurse is a magical creature -- You can campus her, but you can't keep her out of trouble. You can put her on study hours, but you can't make her study. She is your aide, your maid, your porter, and your friend. She is a freckled face, pint size, fun loving bundle of noise, but when she gets off duty with her tired feet, and her aching back she has a funny way of dropping into bed and saying good night, '' but not without those famous last words, check on me in the A. M.