New Year's Day
Dear Doc,
A very happy New Year to you, Mr. Rounds. I sincerely hope your every wish shall be granted.
Being New Year's Day, I honestly feel proud of myself, no headaches, no hangover, I find myself among the fortunate few or perhaps among the unfortunate. Frankly, I would have preferred the later, However, no such luck. A few of the nurses in our humble "Bark House" as it is so called, (no reference to the occupants) had a "gay" party. Oh, we had a great time, however, I would hardly consider it a New Year's Eve up to the old Roberts standard. Anyway, I have no hangover, so what? Well, again, Happy New Year, may you live to see a thousand. However, continue flying as you have been and you may be seeing New Year's from a "different view".
Good God, man, don't you want to live? The least you could do would be to wear your red woolies. After all the hours I've spent lecturing to you on the many advantages of "snuggies", Oh, you should be ashamed. Enough about that, remember though, whenever in need of a "very fine nurse" do feel free to call on one Anne Roberts, of course, just having experience with mental illnesses you can't expect too much, I've been told I do have "quite a bedside manner," but we'll let that pass. Also if you can remember, I'm still the "good old nose dropper" I was when in San Antonio. Yee, gods, am I responsible for this conversation?
Jo just told me to tell you to please be careful with that silly airplane of yours, you are not in San Antonio now, and anyway, she would like to see you again alive. Et tu Brutus.
Thursday
Can't even remember what happened to my letter writing mind of last night but nevertheless I shall make a favorable attempt to finish this letter this evening.
I'm so glad you had such a fine Christmas. Ours was quite pleasant after time progressed, having to work Christmas morning spoiled the day for the. We caught a train from Wausaw Christmas afternoon and got home @ 7:00 p.m., which wasn't too bad, the train ride was fun - Next trip I take I shall reserve a chair in the Club Car - Anyway, we got home to a most wonderful Christmas dinner. Everything from oyster cocktails (my favorite) to after dinner Brandy. Being accustomed to the rarity of institutional cooking I found my taste buds gone but they soon began to bloom and all was well. Thursday being our day off was spent eating, talking, drinking, and doing all the good things one does while at home. It was good seeing my brother, who is still in the Army. He and his wife were home for the holiday.
Listen my dear, Mr. Rounds you haven't seen anything until you really do see Insulin Shock Treatment. The amount of insulin given to Diabetics is so very small compared to the treatment of mental illnesses. Diabetics getting only 10 to 20 units before each meal. However, with this type of shock treatments the amount varies from 120 to as high as 300 units. The treatment usually lasts form 1:00 a.m. until noon, depending on the patients. It's the damnedest thing I have ever seen (full shock). The first time I saw it I was so frightened I wanted to go right home and pack my things and bid farewell to this type of work forever. But now, I'm quite accustomed to the treatment and it doesn't bother me too much. What surprised me so greatly was the great number of young men and women who are here. One starts to think, what the devil is this generation coming to? A lot of the fellows are ones who have been in the Army, that's understandable - but the women - Speaking of the weaker sex, I'm convinced. I shall defend them no longer. Most of them are from the richest families, perhaps that's reason without thinking any further. Perhaps if some of them went out and earned their "way" for awhile they wouldn't have time to be depressed and all theses idiotic things they've been thinking and doing. I could rave on all night but I won't.
As far as "throwing invitations around" Why do you suppose one sends invitations? Of course, to be accepted. I would like to see you very much (Excuse me, one of the nurses just dashed in and wants us to go to the movie, so we shall - will write more later)
I hope you will be patient and I shall get on with this. This is Saturday. Please forgive me if you have a rather difficult time trying to decipher this so called writing. Guess the movie was too much for me as 2 a.m. in bed as a result. I managed to pick up a beautiful cold and feel miserable. (the price one pays for living in the North) Anyway, I'm supposed to be resting. Which I shall do after I finish this letter to you. I have been enjoying the luxuries of the Milwaukee Sanitorium. Perfectly wonderful meals delivered right to my bedside. I love it. Guess I've let this cold linger. On second thought, I guess I won't miss my work too much.
As I was saying. It would be perfectly wonderful seeing you again. May I also say, no explanations are in order - Tell me, what is there to explain? Oh, all right, if you want to hear the story of my life again I shall gladly submit same.
January 6
I have found one thing try in my life. Never plan anything. From today on I shall do just that thing. Today is the day for the Ballet and here I am still in bed. I had planned on going so ver much. Gosh, that makes me so mad (angry, pardon me). Oh, well, there will be more _ Everything happens for the best, no matter how cruel it seems at the time -
Heavens man, keep me in suspense no longer. Tell me about Bill Ayers' wedding. Frankly, I can't believe it. Just can't picture Bill married. Has he written you? Did you receive an invitation? Is the girl from Hamilton? Did they have a large wedding? Tell all, Doc, I really am interested, as it is what I never expected, but then, one never knows. I certainly hope for Bill's sake it is the "real thing' (if such exists). He certainly would be a miserable object unhappily married. Enough about that - I am anxiously awaiting all details -
Forgive me if this letter is bad, I know it is.
Take it easy in that little flying machine - please -
As ever,
Anne
Do write soon, per unusual
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