Women wanted: The story written in blood red letters on the horizon of the Great World WarDaggett, Mabel Potter
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Women wanted: The story written in blood red letters on the horizon of the Great World War
Daggett, Mabel Potter
Women -- Employment; World War, 1914-1918 -- Women
As time went on, Mrs. Smith’s headaches became more severe. Carrying
water and coal upstairs greatly aggravated the heart trouble she had
had since Jimmie’s birth. Suddenly dizzy one day, she nearly fell from
a chair on which she was standing to wash the windows. The next morning
her feet were so swollen she could with difficulty get on her shoes.
Her neighbour on the lower landing remarked, “Of course, you’ll have to
be worse before you’re better.” And she herself knew no other way.
But the ante-natal clinic did. The doctor wrote kidney trouble on her
attendance card. That, of course, was the technical diagnosis. He might
have said it another way had he written “overwork” and “overbearing.”
It was a long time since Mrs. Smith had been strong. She had nursed two
of the children with measles right up to the day that the seventh had
arrived. Three months later, with the eighth expected, she was going
out charring. Her husband was out of work. The 30 shillings maternity
benefit that would be coming to her from the national insurance
department on the birth of her baby, would have to be supplemented
somehow in order to meet all the additional expenses of the occasion.
Well, the eighth baby was a miscarriage instead. Then there was the
ninth, and then there was Jimmie, in quick succession. And with the
five others and trying to keep up with all that she was learning at
the school for mothers should be done for children, why it was more
than one pair of hands was equal to. She had now reached the verge of
collapse.
The clinic doctor was telling her gravely that she must have medical
attendance at once. The business of a centre is to supply supervision,
but for medical treatment the patient is referred to her own physician.
Mrs. Smith didn’t have one. Half the babies of the kingdom are brought
into the world by midwives. Mrs. Smith could not afford a doctor. Well,
Parliament could. The bill, presented by the physician in whose care
she was now placed, was paid half by the national government and half
by the health department of this borough. It is an arrangement which is
considered a good investment by the national treasury. Without this aid
Mrs. Smith would have died in convulsions and a new baby might never
have been born. Careful feeding and careful doctoring obviated both
disasters and carried the case to a triumphant conclusion. The baby
is here. On his first birthday anniversary he tipped the scales at 20
pounds.
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