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Medical Air Evacuation in World War II – The Flight Nurse

Medical Air Evacuation in World War II, part 3: The Flight Nurse - training, uniforms, duties, and dangers.

For Lt. Kay Jobson, flight nursing meant more than physical care. It meant reconnecting a broken soldier with the shards of his humanity. Kay assessed her planeload of patients en route from Italy to Tunisia. A restless lot, downhearted. That wouldn’t do. She headed to the front of the C-47 cargo plane. The soldiers had… Read more »

Medical Air Evacuation in WWII – One Patient’s Journey

Medical Air Evacuation in World War II, part 2: follow one patient from the battlefield to the airfield and through his flight.

Flight nurse Lt. Georgie Taylor smiled at Private Hawkins, who was recovering from abdominal surgery due to a rifle wound. “We’ll be in Tunisia . . .” He was too pale. Restless. His hand chilled her. Georgie leaned closer, her mind tingling with concern. “Are you all right?” “Thirsty.” He rubbed his throat with white… Read more »

Medical Air Evacuation in World War II

Medical Air Evacuation in World War II, part 1: How air evacuation began, how it was used in WWII, and the aircraft used.

“Do you have room for one more litter case?” the doctor asked. “Private Jenkins needs a thoracic surgeon. The nearest hospital’s in Cefalù, a long ambulance ride over rough roads. By air he’ll be in Mateur in two hours.” Flight nurse Lt. Mellie Blake stared at the unconscious patient. He lay on a litter, his… Read more »

Hospitalization in World War II – Evacuation of the Wounded

US Army Hospitals in WWII: Evacuation of the Wounded

Unlike the US Fifth Army, Hutch crossed the Volturno River backward. While the Allies crossed under machine-gun fire eleven days earlier, Hutch rode in a jeep, turned in the front seat to face little Lucia. Her litter was strapped across the backseat, while two more litters were strapped on the hood. A furrow raced up… Read more »

Medical Air Evacuation in World War II

“Do you have room for one more litter case?” the doctor asked. “Private Jenkins needs a thoracic surgeon. The nearest hospital’s in Cefalù, a long ambulance ride over rough roads. By air he’ll be in Mateur in two hours.” Flight nurse Lt. Mellie Blake stared at the unconscious patient. He lay on a litter, his… Read more »