I was formally introduced to nurses one early June morning when I was 14. Working papers in hand, school uniform blouse tucked into my brand-new pink-and-white-striped volunteer uniform, I approached the hospital where I was born. "Now I'll know for sure," I thought, as I confidently entered the lobby. I'd wanted to be a nurse for many years. Hadn't I read all those novels extolling the heroics of school, army, and operating room nurses in series such as Cherry Ames and Sue Barton) Hadn't I watched enough episodes of Dr. Kildare and Ben Casey to note how nurses were relied upon by physicians in all situations, especially in a crisis?
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