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Eve Drewelowe's journals, volumes II-III, 1950s
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unmentionables. And having to stay on I needed desperately to get away from the previous situation. It was needful to get away form the disturbance and the stir - the homework and the nightwork - which surgical cases entail. Having had six distracting experiences with roommates, I now set out to find some congenial person with whom to live. I wanted to settle once and for all the tumult I had put up with. With this in mind, I went to the man at the registry desk for help. The blank cowl, upon enquiry, however, was able to divulge little and could give me no satisfaction, but suggested, "Now then is Mrs. Gile," looking through her files at her chart, "in room 218. She has no roommate at present and you are also without. Why don't you move in with her?" To my mind the problem was not so easily disposed of. I was not committing myself, nor was I jumping form one hornet's nest to another. I was moving in with noone whom I didn't know, nor whom I wasn't sure I would like. Unbeknowingly to her, I therefore began immediately to investigate Mrs. Gile as a possible companion. Upon questioning I was assured by several nurses "Mrs. Gile! Oh yes, she is very nice" but no more. This however was inadequate and no indication that I also would find her nice; that I even would like her. It revealed nothing to me of her, what sort of a person, whether we two could be congenial. Getting no results, however, from this approach
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unmentionables. And having to stay on I needed desperately to get away from the previous situation. It was needful to get away form the disturbance and the stir - the homework and the nightwork - which surgical cases entail. Having had six distracting experiences with roommates, I now set out to find some congenial person with whom to live. I wanted to settle once and for all the tumult I had put up with. With this in mind, I went to the man at the registry desk for help. The blank cowl, upon enquiry, however, was able to divulge little and could give me no satisfaction, but suggested, "Now then is Mrs. Gile," looking through her files at her chart, "in room 218. She has no roommate at present and you are also without. Why don't you move in with her?" To my mind the problem was not so easily disposed of. I was not committing myself, nor was I jumping form one hornet's nest to another. I was moving in with noone whom I didn't know, nor whom I wasn't sure I would like. Unbeknowingly to her, I therefore began immediately to investigate Mrs. Gile as a possible companion. Upon questioning I was assured by several nurses "Mrs. Gile! Oh yes, she is very nice" but no more. This however was inadequate and no indication that I also would find her nice; that I even would like her. It revealed nothing to me of her, what sort of a person, whether we two could be congenial. Getting no results, however, from this approach
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