Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 166 )
Then it really struck home with me, all of these people were happy to put their health and welfare and also that of their families in my hands. I felt gratified and terribly humbled by the trust being placed in me.
Fortunately, Jenny and I had devised a rudimentary filing system for our patients records, that was simple enough for ease of use. Based on the alphabet which has 26 letters, all patients whose surname began with a ‘A’ will begin with a number 1, ‘B’ with a number 2 until we reached ‘Z’ which would have the prefix 26, its not perfect but it should work with practice and looking at the amount of people thronging outside. Practice was something we would soon be getting lots of.
I asked Jenny If she minded popping through to Mrs McGinty, to tell her to keep the kettle on the boil. I had the feeling that we would need lots of tea to sustain us throughout the day.
I got McGinty to open the front door at 9.00a.m. sharp and the people came flooding in. Jenny tried in vain to keep them in an orderly fashion, but she was overwhelmed by the sheer amount of them. I had to go and see them myself and raise my voice to inform them that they would all be seen in turn and pushing and jostling would only delay that process. After that they seemed to calm down a little but for how long, I had no idea.
(C) Damian Grange 2019