First floor corridor

First floor corridor
First floor corridor

In 1915 visiting nurses to the hospital remembered:

“The wonder to us was that the patients did so little complaining. We thought of the complaints heard regularly from ward patients at home…then we turned with wonder and a vast admiration to these men lying shattered and in pain, many of them without news from those dependent upon them, all of them with loved ones at the front, not a few facing the future hopelessly crippled, bodily and financially. The days are very long when one has to lie still and think of such things. I’ll never forget a man from the north of France who had not heard from his wife and little children for three months. He never smiled but he never complained either. He just lay there, day after day, absolutely flat on his back; the collar bone, arm, two ribs, pelvis and leg on his left side were all shattered and his leg badly infected. (“Experiences in the American Ambulance Hospital, Neuilly, France,” The American Journal of Nursing 15, no. 7 (April 1915), 551)