Regensburg, Germany

October 1, 1945

Dear Mom,

Yesterday the hospital got a new commanding officer. One of the first things he did was to turn on the heat. It's pretty good here now although it continues to be miserable outside.

My eye is steadily improving. Today the doctor said to discontinue the atropine drops. I wish he'd hurry up and stop the penicillan. My arms are about worn out. I've had 22 shots so far, all 40,000 units.

They use this stuff so much now that the regular nurses don't give them anymore. They have a nurse's team who go all over the hospital and give them all. There's a team for daytime and one for night. I don't get the one AM shot which most everyone else gets. Right at present I am the only one in the officer's ward who is getting these shots.

Things are pretty dull here. I don't do very much reading for my eyes get too tired.

At night it's not too bad. After the night nurse comes on we make up a pot of coffee and a bunch of us sit around and talk until nearly midnight. This nurse is a lot of fun. She's from a Polish family, I believe, and comes from Grand Rapids, Mich. She's full of funny stories about her nursing experiences. She calls me "Cousin Weakeyes" after the character in Little Abner.

Love,

Bob