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
Can we not find some means to secure to infants a mother’s care and
love for at least the first year of their lives, by furnishing these
mothers with some honest means of support, and thus saving both mothers
and children? I leave this important question for you to consider, for
even if it is not strictly part of our work, it is a sequel to one
department of our Hospital.
A young woman, who in her childhood lost her mother and whose
stepmother not only kept a house of ill-fame but sent this daughter to
another, has now a beautiful baby to which she is so strongly attached
that, in spite of the evil influences of all her past life, she is
willing to do even the hardest work for the sake of keeping her baby
with her. Yet, only a few evenings ago she came, with her blue-eyed
baby sweetly smiling in the soft wrappings provided by its fond mother,
and said that she must give it up. “Nobody,” she said, “would take
_her_ with her baby,” and I saw the hard look in her eyes and the
bitter smile that made me tremble for her future, though I am confident
that she had the will and the strength to earn her living honestly.
Last winter we were called to attend a woman in a difficult and
complicated labor. She lived in a dark basement with floor wet and
broken, the scanty bedcovering eked out by her husband’s old coat
(which he himself needed) and the small pile of coal on the floor being
the only comforts visible except the stove. Cold, faint and hungry,
this woman had suffered for hours. When she was safely delivered,
public charity could not make her comfortable--it was private
benevolence that gave her blankets, sheets, clothing and care.
Another case of recent occurrence shows how insufficient is the law to
take care of the sick. A woman in one of the worst localities in the
city who was beaten by her drunken husband and turned out of doors,
was seized with premature labor in the streets and found her way into
the house of a neighbor. This neighbor, Mrs. M., who was nearly blind,
supported by her daily earnings herself and an interesting little boy
whom she had taken from the city crier’s to nurse and whom she had kept
with her rather than send him to Tewksbury.
Mrs. M. allowed the woman to stay, and on the third day I was sent
for and found her in an almost dying condition. It was late Saturday
evening, and there was neither food nor fuel in the house. The woman
was too ill to be removed, no aid could be obtained from the city
before Monday, and then the legal allowance would be only two dollars
in groceries and one dollar in money. Clothing, a bed and a nurse were
absolutely needed. These were provided by private charity and the
woman recovered, though it was said that three different physicians
who were called in by the neighbors had declined to attend her as they
considered it useless under such adverse circumstances to attempt to
save her.
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