The medical profession has advanced considerably.
I wish we know who the women were. I am thinking the one with the old starched white hat is an RN and the other is an assistant. In those days that hat was definitely a badge of honor.
I don't remember too much about the hospital during those days as was fortunate and never needed to avail myself of its services. I do remember going down and seeing a new born cousin through the nursery window in the early 1950's.
Nellie on 23rd July 2019 @ 7:14am
spent a couple of high school summers back in the 1950s working as a custodian helper at the hospital...all NICE people but some of the work was not all that pleasant....after birth and the incinerator are first to be remembered....but then there was the repainting of the beds on the roof that was semi-pleasant. a good summer job.
and yes, nurses uniforms have certainly changed.
Arlen Sheldrake on 23rd July 2019 @ 9:06am
When I was a young fellow the 1940's, I was in this hospital. Apparently it was so full at that time that they didn't have a room to put me in, so they set up a kid's bed in the hall for me. I remember people coming to visit other patients would sometimes stop by to greet me. I also remember getting a penicillin shot every 3 hours.
Bill Seaton on 23rd July 2019 @ 5:13pm
Former neighbor, now deceased, was a high clearance govt. employe who wanted out. Husband and son both fell ill and were hospitalized. Scientists came to her and offered to provide experimental medicine if she would stay in her position. SO she did to save her family. They gave her a note and told her to present it to the doctors. Father and son survived. Later found out it was the early penicillin, still under experimental guidelines.
nels on 23rd July 2019 @ 6:36pm
sounds like my 40s hospital "visit" and tonsil removal Bill.....remember all the jello….
arlen sheldrake on 23rd July 2019 @ 8:32pm
When I had my tonsils out they had just repainted the rooms. I remember the doctor asking me to spit and I know now he wanted me to spit in this container he had. No doubt checking to see if there was blood. So I spit.....all over their nicely freshly painted walls. The doctor never left me forget that. Had many laughs about it over the years.....
My mother-in-law, which she was not then, Virginia Jones worked at the hospital in the supply department.
Charlott on 24th July 2019 @ 7:29am