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Eve Drewelowe's journals, volumes II-III, 1950s
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Since of apparently was showing improvement and was being helped the physicians suggested a prolonged stay on the same terms. But needless to say, I was getting rested. Never in my life had I been so constant and content in one spot, but I felt I should be getting back to Rochester and then finally have her come back and pick me up. About this time I was anxious to get back to Colorado and home. After three weeks of quiet unbroken rest I again reported to the Clinic for farther help and council. I was rechecked and observed for another ten days or two weeks. I was ready to be dismissed and Van came to drive me back home. And still retaining more pep and energy than I could summon later, we drove back to Colorado through the Black Hills. We had gone back and forth so often through Nebraska that we thought this might be a delectable change despite a longer road. The journey was a bit tedious but interesting and we enjoyed the new country through which we passed. Much of it, of course, was mountainous and drab and lost and dusty but the Nettles and the Black Hills of South Dakota added much to our geographical knowledge of America and our pleasure in the trip. Moreover it was not so strenuous because we took it by easy laps. Nov 1939 Having an unfortunate unhappy faculty to always be in some kind of difficulty I returned to the Clinic for a fourth session the following year. By Thanksgiving in Nov 1939 I found myself once more consigned to St. Mary's. It being once more the
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Since of apparently was showing improvement and was being helped the physicians suggested a prolonged stay on the same terms. But needless to say, I was getting rested. Never in my life had I been so constant and content in one spot, but I felt I should be getting back to Rochester and then finally have her come back and pick me up. About this time I was anxious to get back to Colorado and home. After three weeks of quiet unbroken rest I again reported to the Clinic for farther help and council. I was rechecked and observed for another ten days or two weeks. I was ready to be dismissed and Van came to drive me back home. And still retaining more pep and energy than I could summon later, we drove back to Colorado through the Black Hills. We had gone back and forth so often through Nebraska that we thought this might be a delectable change despite a longer road. The journey was a bit tedious but interesting and we enjoyed the new country through which we passed. Much of it, of course, was mountainous and drab and lost and dusty but the Nettles and the Black Hills of South Dakota added much to our geographical knowledge of America and our pleasure in the trip. Moreover it was not so strenuous because we took it by easy laps. Nov 1939 Having an unfortunate unhappy faculty to always be in some kind of difficulty I returned to the Clinic for a fourth session the following year. By Thanksgiving in Nov 1939 I found myself once more consigned to St. Mary's. It being once more the
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