Although work was very hectic we did try and arrange some after hour’s entertainment which usually meant partying in the Doctors quarters as they had a house to themselves. These sessions for those of us not on call usually went on until the early hours of the morning which for me wasn’t worth going home so went straight back to the ward. It has been known that I have had to be treated with the hair of the dog in the ward kitchen!!!
We also had an active Nurses Social Club and arranged weekends in France and Holland. Mac who I had not long met asked if he could accompany me on a weekend to Amsterdam so I asked the social Secretary and she added him to the list to join me. Thinking we would have a room together at our hotel we were both soon disillusioned because Mac was paired off with a gay nurse and I was paired with an elderly spinster nurse. We were however able to explore Amsterdam together and I can remember our coach stopping in a square surrounded with little shops so Mac and I went off to explore them but when I realised they were all sex shops I dashed back to the coach and left him to enjoy.
One day I was summoned to Matrons Office only one year after being given the post of staff nurse on the male surgical ward and eighteen months of being trained to be informed that Sister was going to Africa for a year to do missionary work and I was to be totally in charge of the Male surgical ward during this time. In addition to all this extra responsibility there was a big shortage of house doctors from our own Country so we had to rely on those from other Countries who had great problems with our language.
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