Summer, 1945 and the war was 1 million men old. [gunshots] hang on, kids. Keep your eyes shut tight and drink. They are moving you back now. Dont give up, just hang on. The road back is bumpy and maybe the pain killers your eyes, but listen. The sound of battle grows dim. And now, one question cuts clearly through the haze. Which man will you be . The one who gets hurt and dies . Or the one who gets hurt and lives . When the dizziness stopped, when the fog cleared, an army nurse was at your side. A woman who meant safety and comfort at home to thousands of men before you. A woman who meant all those things to you. A nurse brought another americans blood to your side to pour new strength to your veins. A nurse handed clamps to a surgeon and counted sponges. A nurse prepared and administered the anesthetic and watched you constantly for any telltale changing your breathing or blood pressure. All working with the same purpose, to ease the pain of war, to help save lives. music the prepara
Summer 1945 and the war was 1 million men old. Hang on, jim. Keep your eyes shut tight and drink. They are moving you back now. Dont give up. Just hang on. The road back is bumpy and maybe the pain blurs your eyes. But listen, the sound of battle grows dim. Now one question cuts clearly through the haze. Which man will you be, the one who gets hurt and dies, or the one who gets hurt and lives. When the dizziness stopped and the fog cleared, an army nurse was at your side. A woman who meant safety and comfort and home to thousands of men before you, a woman who meant all those things to you. A nurse brought another americans blood to your side to pour new strength into your veins. A nurse handed clamps to the surgeon and counted sponges. A nurse prepared and administered the anesthetic and watched you constantly for any telltale change in your breathing or blood pressure. All working with the same purpose, to ease the pain of war, to help save lives. The preparation for the moment that
[captioning performed by the national captioning institute, which is responsible for its caption content and accuracy. Visit ncicap. Org] narrator summer, 1945. And the war was one million men old. [gunshots] hang on, kids. Keep your eyes shut tight and drink. Theyre moving you back now. Dont give up. Just hang on. The road back is bumpy, and maybe the pain blurs your eyes. But listen. The sound of battle grows dim. And now, one question cuts clearly through the haze. Which man will you be . The one who gets hurt and dies . Or the one who gets hurt and lives . When the dizziness stopped, when the fog cleared, an army nurse was at your side. A woman who meant safety and comfort and home to thousands of men before you. A woman who meant all those things to you. A nurse brought another americans blood to your side to pour new strength into your veins. A nurse handed clamps to the surgeon and counted sponges. A nurse prepared and administered the anesthetic, and watched you constantly for
National captioning institute, which is responsible for its caption content and accuracy. Visit ncicap. Org] narrator summer, 1945. And the war was one million men old. [gunshots] hang on, kids. Keep your eyes shut tight and drink. Theyre moving you back now. Dont give up. Just hang on. The road back is bumpy, and maybe the pain blurs your eyes. But listen. The sound of battle grows dim. And now, one question cuts clearly through the haze. Which man will you be . The one who gets hurt and dies . Or the one who gets hurt and lives . When the dizziness stopped, when the fog cleared, an army nurse was at your side. A woman who meant safety and comfort and home to thousands of men before you. A woman who meant all those things to you. A nurse brought another americans blood to your side to pour new strength into your veins. A nurse counted the sponges. A nurse prepared and administered the anesthetic, and watched you constantly for any telltale change in your breathing or blood pressure, a
Years later. Exploring the american story. Watch American History tv, this weekend on cspan 3. Summer, 1945. And the war was 1 million men old. Hang on jim. Keep your eyes shut tight, and drink. They are moving you back now. Do not give up, just hang on. The road back is bumpy, and maybe the plane blurs arise. But listen, porn you strength into your veins. A nurse handed clumps to a surgeon and counted sponges. A nurse prepared and administered the anesthetics and watch you constantly for any detailed tell in your blood pressure. All working with the same purpose to ease the pain of war, to help save lives. The preparation for the moment that we bring the army nurse to your side began months before back home in the United States. After three years of professional schooling, the nurses were given four weeks of basic training. And those early days, perhaps the nurse wondered why she had to sit through seemingly endless classes and submit to rigid discipline. Often while muscles ached ing