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Eve Drewelowe's journals, volumes II-III, 1950s
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holiday season the same old room and the same old bed were awaiting A Number One, guinea-pig. I went conditionally - or so I though tat least. I had informed the doctors that they might admit me and I would go providing no "funny stuff would be pulled." Moreover, i told them, I would tolerate no food tests, no tricks! With that understanding then I went to St. Mary's a second time. The approach to my being interred in the hospital upon this occasion was quite a contrast to that of ten years back. Not only did I define my expectations as to treatment, but the nurses also upon my entry repeated the commands of the physicians. They insisted hospital rules be obeyed. I get disrobed and hop into bed. "Furthermore" - it was especially emphasized, "You are not to leave the hospital without permission." The idea of leaving had not occured to me before, but now a suggestion lodged in my mind and developed maturity later. After the routine checking in I was tucked snugly into my bed and awaited house doctors to conduct their examinations. And now I not only was a patient but what was more important, I knew how to depart myself as a normal patient should. The six weeks of apprenticeship, two years before, had not been
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holiday season the same old room and the same old bed were awaiting A Number One, guinea-pig. I went conditionally - or so I though tat least. I had informed the doctors that they might admit me and I would go providing no "funny stuff would be pulled." Moreover, i told them, I would tolerate no food tests, no tricks! With that understanding then I went to St. Mary's a second time. The approach to my being interred in the hospital upon this occasion was quite a contrast to that of ten years back. Not only did I define my expectations as to treatment, but the nurses also upon my entry repeated the commands of the physicians. They insisted hospital rules be obeyed. I get disrobed and hop into bed. "Furthermore" - it was especially emphasized, "You are not to leave the hospital without permission." The idea of leaving had not occured to me before, but now a suggestion lodged in my mind and developed maturity later. After the routine checking in I was tucked snugly into my bed and awaited house doctors to conduct their examinations. And now I not only was a patient but what was more important, I knew how to depart myself as a normal patient should. The six weeks of apprenticeship, two years before, had not been
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