St Lukes Hospital School of Nursing - Yearbook (Denver, CO)

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GsHP PROGRESS Page 2 November 20--we finelly get to go on the floors. I cen't believe it-- thet this, our ultimate end timely aim since-entrance is finnlly being fulfilled. HDon't our uniforms look swell--or do they???? Of course, they come to our ankles end below that you see black, black stockings, but they are our very own-ejust'try and take them sway from us. My eoodness, this hospital is so lirge--never knew it before. ,Now, did that senior tell me Uomdn's yes next tc the operating room or to the drug room. Guess I'd better esk someone else. Well, finally, I meds it. Now let's.see--first I get my grey pen and soap end water--our book says plenty of sQnp.ind ,meter to kill virulent bacteria. What was the first step of the cleaning procedure? Where in the world could Miss Gore have found any Idirt on the bed I just cleaned. Back to do it over ngein. Gee--don't' know why I get all thumbs when Miss Blake comes eround.. Gen you imigine--why one of.the patients asked me to-get n nurse for her.- Womder why she thinks lim here. November twenty-third. Hooray' end no classes--no cleaning, no isupervisors -- just hone-lull ,the food you een est, minus, of ,course, the bacon and toast for breakfast--and sissg--seed old sleep.j I think it's bliss... Alas, all the finer things end too soon...But, you know, there was something about the place me missed in spite of it ell.. After the pangs of homesickness were nursed, deer .oldi House of Luke end its Seireys pops into our minds once,ngein,we find ourselves counting the seeks:-even-days and hours until we get our.ceps. I f 'I So.it'vent4-from cleaning to carrying trays, to pnnhnndling, to rub- bing backs--and ,finqlly--yes, today we give'bnths.J WOh I got e big fat msn--he scared me to'denth,He-HI forgot to wash my pntient's leg.H ,HI couldn't find my'tetient when I started to make the bed.U--HIt only took me nn hour end.ten minutespn 7 H , i 4 ' ',Q . Christmas vncwtion--Well it was swell, but we hed sick: patients who needed us, ind besides, me one at home 'apprecimted'the-fnct that we were good nurses other than our fnmilies--soooo--to.put-itfnlnin-like we rere sled to return to our-careers. ' A 'I -'-4: Had We fenfxre or some house'tops to shout from--we would tell it far end wide that today, Mnrch.l, 1940 A. D., we, the Freshmen fnot Probsl of.St. L kc's Hospital receive our caps. No one in the whole class slept the night before, and ectuwlly, was there n patient in the whole hosgitsl who didn't know of the occision?--All of the meet minute de- tails were included. Thus it cnmei We,buried tour old faithful bleck stockings ind donned pretty white ones--which to us couldn't have been better than gold ones. Our 'hardest row had been heed, our biggest battle von--me all kncv thnt'when we said .the pledge. ,We.slso knew that everything had not been'in.vnin.J Yes, it mes worth it, e dozen times so. There 'were several eyes full of dew drops--msny trembling hands--ind e score of groud-jfrents,,brothers and sisters. HYes, our Susie is '-'A ell nn her T1j'bO being the beet nurse ever.W. Xy:qoodneer--n class is graduzting., Surely we cnnvt be Juniors nowhe- but sure 'nuff, we ire. Tho siid tempus doesn't'figit? e - 'I ,- 3urzcry....frcm all reports, I just cin't tackle the things they do up there. The dcctore-will scare me to-death--end all those instruments , ,... 1 . . , 1 - I .-