A Woman's Quest: The life of Marie E. Zakrzewska, M.D.Zakrzewska, Marie E. (Marie Elizabeth)
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A Woman's Quest: The life of Marie E. Zakrzewska, M.D.
Zakrzewska, Marie E. (Marie Elizabeth)
Women physicians -- United States -- Biography; Zakrzewska, Marie E. (Marie Elizabeth), 1829-1902
The education of midwives for Berlin requires a two years’ course of
study, during six months of which, they are obliged to reside in the
hospital to receive instructions from the professors together with the
male students. My mother went there in the summer of 1840. I went to
stay at the house of an aunt who wished my company, and the rest of the
children were put out together, to board.
In a few weeks my eyes became affected with weakness so that I could
neither read nor write, and I begged my mother to let me stay with
her in the hospital. She applied for permission to the director and
received a favorable answer.
I was placed under the care of one of the physicians (Dr. Müller), who
took a great fancy to me and made me go with him wherever he went while
engaged in the hospital. My eyes being bandaged, he led me by the hand,
calling me his “little blind doctor.” In this way, I was constantly
with him, hearing all his questions and directions, which impressed
themselves the more strongly on my mind from the fact that I could not
see but had to gain all my knowledge through hearing alone.
One afternoon, when I had taken the bandage off my eyes for the first
time, Dr. Müller told me that there was a corpse of a young man in the
dead-house that had turned completely green in consequence of poison
that he had eaten. I went there after my rounds with him, but finding
the room filled with relatives who were busily engaged in adorning the
body with flowers, I thought that I would not disturb them but would
wait until they had gone before I looked at it; meanwhile I went
through the adjoining rooms.
These were all freshly painted. The dissecting tables, with the
necessary apparatus, stood in the center, while the bodies, clad
in white gowns, were ranged on boards along the walls. I examined
everything, came back, and looked to my heart’s content at the poisoned
young man, without noticing that, not only had the relatives left but
the prosector had also gone away, after locking up the whole building.
I then went a second time to the other rooms, and looked again at
everything there; and at last, when it became dark and I could not
leave the house, sat down upon the floor and went to sleep, after
knocking for half an hour at the door in the hope that some passer
might hear.
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