Comments on: Hospital Nocturne http://www.nurseratchedsplace.com/2006/08/hospital-nocturne/ Sanity is madness put to good use. - George Santayana Wed, 08 Feb 2012 03:50:19 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 By: Suzanne http://www.nurseratchedsplace.com/2006/08/hospital-nocturne/comment-page-1/#comment-8921 Suzanne Thu, 16 Apr 2009 19:03:36 +0000 http://www.nurseratchedsplace.com/2006/08/hospital-nocturne/#comment-8921 My school days sound much like yours, Nurse Jones. Mine was a Catholic nursing school; our 5-story dorm was a former convent built in the 30's. The house mothers were nuns and very elderly. They would have random "raids" on our rooms looking for contraband like hot plates and beer, which they never found-- we figured they were too old and arthritic to bend over, so we simply hid everything under our beds.... My school days sound much like yours, Nurse Jones.
Mine was a Catholic nursing school; our 5-story dorm was a former convent built in the 30′s. The house mothers were nuns and very elderly. They would have random “raids” on our rooms looking for contraband like hot plates and beer, which they never found– we figured they were too old and arthritic to bend over, so we simply hid everything under our beds….

]]> By: Anonymous http://www.nurseratchedsplace.com/2006/08/hospital-nocturne/comment-page-1/#comment-4864 Anonymous Wed, 06 Dec 2006 21:25:00 +0000 http://www.nurseratchedsplace.com/2006/08/hospital-nocturne/#comment-4864 I remember the pointy Dutch-girl cap, the ugly green-striped dress with its button-on pinafore and, most of all, the constant fear that my lack of skills would kill or maim a patient in my care. At the end of the shift I'd go home and cry for hours. Wasn't until later that I found out most of my class survived with the help of Valium....<br/><br/>I do believe it was different back in the 1930's, though. My mother had her three years of training at a TB san back in the mid '30's-- she had a stern housemother who kept a vigilant eye on her, but Mom still managed to flirt with and date a couple of the doctors. But best of all, she met my father when he was admitted to her ward, and they married while he was still a patient! I remember the pointy Dutch-girl cap, the ugly green-striped dress with its button-on pinafore and, most of all, the constant fear that my lack of skills would kill or maim a patient in my care. At the end of the shift I’d go home and cry for hours. Wasn’t until later that I found out most of my class survived with the help of Valium….

I do believe it was different back in the 1930′s, though. My mother had her three years of training at a TB san back in the mid ’30′s– she had a stern housemother who kept a vigilant eye on her, but Mom still managed to flirt with and date a couple of the doctors. But best of all, she met my father when he was admitted to her ward, and they married while he was still a patient!

]]> By: Kim http://www.nurseratchedsplace.com/2006/08/hospital-nocturne/comment-page-1/#comment-4808 Kim Fri, 01 Dec 2006 03:14:00 +0000 http://www.nurseratchedsplace.com/2006/08/hospital-nocturne/#comment-4808 I walked half crazed around the skills lab..... I walked half crazed around the skills lab…..

]]> By: Kim http://www.nurseratchedsplace.com/2006/08/hospital-nocturne/comment-page-1/#comment-3961 Kim Thu, 31 Aug 2006 17:18:00 +0000 http://www.nurseratchedsplace.com/2006/08/hospital-nocturne/#comment-3961 Nursing school...<br/><br/>Day on the Green concerts at the Oakland Coliseum where you could see Foriegner, Boston, Linda Rondstadt and the Eagles for $10.50 (which was 2 1/2 hours of work for an aide).<br/><br/>The Bee Gees<br/><br/>Living at home.<br/><br/>A lime green 1965 VW Bug that I would kill to have now but didn't appreciate then.<br/><br/>Star Wars.<br/><br/>Feeling clueless.<br/><br/>Having exactly three dates with three guys - married the third one!<br/><br/>Oh..and studying. Nursing school…

Day on the Green concerts at the Oakland Coliseum where you could see Foriegner, Boston, Linda Rondstadt and the Eagles for $10.50 (which was 2 1/2 hours of work for an aide).

The Bee Gees

Living at home.

A lime green 1965 VW Bug that I would kill to have now but didn’t appreciate then.

Star Wars.

Feeling clueless.

Having exactly three dates with three guys – married the third one!

Oh..and studying.

]]> By: kt http://www.nurseratchedsplace.com/2006/08/hospital-nocturne/comment-page-1/#comment-3946 kt Sat, 26 Aug 2006 11:12:00 +0000 http://www.nurseratchedsplace.com/2006/08/hospital-nocturne/#comment-3946 i remember the nursing hat, panty hose and dress. we were the last group to go through that dress code and then they allowed pants the next year. i had my fingernails checked every thursday and friday before clinicals to check the "length". it was hell. i remember the nursing hat, panty hose and dress. we were the last group to go through that dress code and then they allowed pants the next year. i had my fingernails checked every thursday and friday before clinicals to check the “length”. it was hell.

]]> By: national nurse http://www.nurseratchedsplace.com/2006/08/hospital-nocturne/comment-page-1/#comment-3945 national nurse Sat, 26 Aug 2006 02:15:00 +0000 http://www.nurseratchedsplace.com/2006/08/hospital-nocturne/#comment-3945 Janet,<br/><br/>I could not agree more. High Anxiety, wasn't there a movie with that title, and Gilda Radner's husband played a lead role? <br/><br/>I graduated way back in the Dark Ages too, I tell my students that I knew Florence, Lillian, and Clara. Of course Cherry was like a best friend. :-) Janet,

I could not agree more. High Anxiety, wasn’t there a movie with that title, and Gilda Radner’s husband played a lead role?

I graduated way back in the Dark Ages too, I tell my students that I knew Florence, Lillian, and Clara. Of course Cherry was like a best friend. :-)

]]> By: Janet http://www.nurseratchedsplace.com/2006/08/hospital-nocturne/comment-page-1/#comment-3944 Janet Sat, 26 Aug 2006 01:57:00 +0000 http://www.nurseratchedsplace.com/2006/08/hospital-nocturne/#comment-3944 The thing I remember most about being a nursing student waaaaay back in the Dark Ages is being terrified all the time. Three solid years of high anxiety. The thing I remember most about being a nursing student waaaaay back in the Dark Ages is being terrified all the time. Three solid years of high anxiety.

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