Abstract
I first observed childbirth in 1973 during a rotation at the Boston Lying-In Hospital, where I witnessed many women in labor screaming in a scopolamine stupor. What I remember most vividly were not the physicians and nurses, competent though they may have been, but the British-trained nurse-midwives who practiced as labor nurses. Their competence, confidence, and compassion had a calming effect on everyone in the room (including this terrified student-nurse). The experience was so gripping, in fact, that I left the hallowed halls of New England Deaconess Hospital for the hollows of Kentucky to enter the Frontier Nursing Service School . . .
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