Elizabeth Kenny
Elizabeth Kenny
Elizabeth Kennywas an unaccredited Australian nurse who promoted a controversial new approach to the treatment of poliomyelitis. Her findings ran counter to conventional medical wisdom; they demonstrated the need to exercise muscles affected by polio instead of immobilising them. Kenny's principles of muscle rehabilitation became the foundation of physical therapy, or physiotherapy...
NationalityAustralian
ProfessionScientist
Date of Birth20 September 1886
CityWarialda, Australia
CountryAustralia
The American doctor possesses a combination of conservatism and... an eagerness to know what it is really all about, in order that he may not be the one left behind if there is something to it.
His response was remarkable for its irrelevance, if for nothing else.
I'd like to live every moment of my life, but not a moment after.
As a girl my temper often got out of bounds. But one day when I became angry at a friend over some trivial matter, my mother said to me, Elizabeth, anyone who angers you conquers you.
The record of one's life must needs prove more interesting to him who writes it than to him who reads what has been written.
He looked at the book, took my name, and consulted his records. Then he informed me I had been lost at sea and was dead. Under the circumstances, he could not possibly give me any money... Even the fact that he was dealing with someone who had been dead for several days failed to awaken interest in his official heart.
I was wholly unprepared for the extraordinary attitude of the medical world in its readiness to condemn anything that smacked of reform or that ran contrary to approved methods of practice.
Fortunately, perhaps, I was completely ignorant of the orthodox theory of the disease polio-myelitis.
If someone angers you, they control you.
My mother used to say, 'He who angers you, conquers you!' But my mother was a saint.
Some minds remain open long enough for the truth not only to enter but to pass on through by way of a ready exit without pausing anywhere along the route.
memories do not always behave in an orderly way, but bloom, as it were, erratically ...
O sleep, O gentle sleep, I thought gratefully, Nature's gentle nurse.
A measure of victory has been won, and honors have been bestowed in token thereof. But honours fade or are forgotten, and monuments crumble into dust. It is the battle itself that matters - and the battle must go on.