A lifelong connection to St. Mary's
I started my affiliation with St.Mary's Hospital in October of
1956 when I was born there. ( I was actually delivered by Dr. John Montione,who was mentioned in an earlier entry.) My mother always tells the story of how the church bells were ringing when she gave birth to me. 13 years later, I became a patient on the pediatric ward and in the ICU for an extended period of time due to a ruptured appendix. My daily
walks with my IV pole ( and my grandmother) were down the bumpy hallway to the chapel to pray really hard to get better. I very clearly remember the many people who took care of me on a daily basis. From the communion bell ringing in the wee hours of the morning to the prayers on the overhead at night, I remember how safe I felt in the care of the doctors, nurses, secretaries,sisters, priests, transporters, volunteers,
lab techs, x-ray techs,etc. That experience made me decide to be a nurse.
I attended nursing school @ Highland Hospital but went directly to St. Mary's for my first job.( St. Vincent's Hall). It was very sad when the hospital that I grew up with closed. While many things have changed at St. Mary's over the years, many things remain the same.The hallways, the elevators,stairwells, patient rooms,chapel, etc have their distinct memories.
Everything came full circle on June 24th,2006 as I held my father's hand when he passed away in hospice care on the 6th
floor. In the early hours of that morning, I remembered the many times he held my hand 36 years before that. St. Mary's will always have a special place in my heart. Congratulations on your 150th anniversary!