This is a fictional account.
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On June third, the head nurse informed them to be ready for some further air raid siren tests and procedures. They had previously been shown the shelter in the basement of their dorm and also a larger one below the hospital. They had learned what to do in the event of an air raid, but now these tests, the commander told them, would be more serious.
The night before, Jenny had been delighted to see that the doctors had redressed Jerry's wounds and reduced the size of the bandages. His nose was now visible. Jenny could see definite scar tissue on his nose from the flash-burn to his face. His eyes were still covered but more of his forehead was visible. It too had some scarring. His hand bandages were smaller but the doctors were worried about two fingers making it on his left hand. They were the worst of the damage to his hands. He could get out of bed now to use the bathroom with assistance.
That same night Viv had come to get her while she was doing her rounds.
"Come with me. I have something to show you," Viv said, with a half laugh.
Jenny followed her into the section May and Dorothy normally covered. They had started calling Dorothy, by Dorrie. Viv led her to a room where Dorrie and May stood by a bed. It was the room of a patient from Wisconsin named Greg. He had been hurt bad when a 55 gallon oil drum rolled off a truck unexpectedly and landed on his leg. It was broken badly in three places. He was constantly under sedation for the pain.
"Show, Jenny," Viv teased.
"Look at this, Jenny," Dorrie said, with a chuckle.
Jenny glanced quickly at May and she just gave an innocent shrug. She then looked down at the sedated patient with his leg in a huge bandage. She watched as Dorrie lifted the lower half of his gown. What came into view made Jenny gasp.
"Oh, my god!" Jenny exclaimed "What is that?"
"It's his dick, dummy," Viv said laughing.
"Isn't it huge?" Dorrie stated. "Biggest soft one I've ever seen."
Jenny stared in amazement at the huge appendage. It was lying between his good leg and the bandaged one like a third smaller leg. The ball sack beneath was also much larger than Jerry's. It was probably twice the size or more. Jenny could not see the cockhead. His foreskin came to a point over the head.
"Wow!" was all Jenny could say.
May said, "Dorrie and I were giving him a sponge bath when we noticed it. Isn't it big, Jenny?"
"It sure is. Why can't I see the head?"
"He's uncut," Viv said. "I've seen one once before. The foreskin pulls back as it gets excited and hard exposing the head. Most of the guys we see are circumcised at birth.
"We measured it too. He is ten inches soft. It must be enormous hard. I'd love to check that out," Dorrie claimed grinning.
"Amazing," Jenny stated. "That would never fit in me."
"You'd be surprised," Viv explained. "It might hurt a bit at first though."
"Geez," Jenny gasped, as Dorrie put the gown down again.
"How'd you like to give him a handjob?" Viv asked laughing.
"I'd have to use two hands," Jenny stated, going with the joke.
"I'd use more than just my hands," Dorrie confessed, pursing her lips for Jenny to see.
"It's a monster," May added.
The girls left the room laughing quietly to themselves. Jenny returned to her section and they finished out their shifts.
The activity on the base was at a high state. Long range search planes took off and landed every few hours. Rumors abound that the navy had several carriers in the area preparing to meet the attacking Japanese. The US aircraft carriers Enterprise and Hornet, with supporting ships, made up Task Force 16. Additionally few people were aware the Yorktown had survived her heavy damages at the Battle of the Coral Sea and was hastily being put back into service in Pearl. These three carriers and the land-based force at Midway were all that currently stood between the Japanese and access to Hawaii and the west coast of the United States. Saratoga was still being repaired on the west coast.
The admiralty believed that the Japanese were planning a large scale attack involving from four to six carriers and many battleships. They had successfully broken the Japanese codes and therefore knew many of their plans. At the last minute, they received good intelligence that Midway was the focus of the Japanese attack. Admiral Nimitz, in command of the US Pacific Fleet, had successful moved his forces around without the Japanese submarines or long range search planes locating them. They were waiting north of Midway for the attacking Japanese.
The night shift nurses were deep asleep on the third of June when the air raid sirens went off at 0800. It waked them all from a deep sleep and they scurried to get their robes on and head down to the shelter below the dorm. They were in the shelter about thirty minutes before the all clear sounded. It had been a test apparently. The nurses emerged from the shelter. They went back to bed for a few more hours to catch up on their sleep. The superiors were warning them to take their rest while they could because it might get busy soon.
The rest of that day was extremely busy. The orderlies and some sailors helped move more beds and equipment into the hospital. The nurses were told to stock every cabinet and drawer with extra supplies and medicine. The activity was good because it kept their minds off the possibility of danger.
The next morning, on the fourth of June, the night shift nurses were just getting ready to go off duty, when the air raid sirens sounded again. They had heard planes taking off from the airstrip all morning and now they rushed to get all the patients into the basement shelter. The dayshift nurses had joined them at 0600 hours and helped them. They just barely had the last patient in and the door closed when they felt the ground shake and heard a series of blasts. The lights dimmed but came back on. It was 0630.
When the all clear finally sounded, several of the nurses emerged from the shelter and ran first to the windows. From several windows they could see plumes of black smoke rising from the direction of the airstrip. Next they ran outside to check on the outside of the hospital and the surrounding buildings. They were happy to see neither the hospital nor any of the dorms had sustained a direct hit. It appeared at least several of the oil tanks on Sand Island were ablaze. The seaplane hanger was also heavily damaged as were other buildings. The airfield on Eastern Island had been hit several times but was not knocked out of commission.
They got all the patients back into their beds and got ready for the rush of wounded. Within ten minutes, a steady flow of wounded began arriving. The hospital had been operating at about a third capacity before but the rooms began to fill up. The operating rooms were all working constantly with the worst cases. Fortunately a lot of the injures were broken bones, shrapnel, burns, and concussions. These were normally not life threatening and the two interns and the nurses handled many of the less severe cases.
The nurses were being told that many fighter pilots had died in air battles with the Japanese Zeros over Midway. The gun batteries and the fighter planes together had managed to successfully defend the island. Other than the significant loss of planes and pilots, the islands and airfield were spared major damage. They also learned that most of the strike force planes had already departed the island so they were not caught on the ground. The wounded they were getting were from a strafed and then sunk PT boat in the harbor and from air defenses at the base. Several were from the seaplane hanger on Sand Island. Some more from the areas of the oil tankers had burns or suffered from smoke inhalation.
The rooms that had been used as singles now became doubles and several more beds were brought in. Jenny wheeled a sailor into Jerry's room on a gurney and along with an orderly got him into the other bed. He had shrapnel wounds to his chest and thigh. The doctors had patched him up and given him sedatives to sleep.
"Jenny, is that you?" Jerry asked.
"Yes, Jerry, I'm here," Jenny said, as the orderly left to attend others.
"I thought so," Jerry said.
"You okay?" Jenny asked.
"Yes, thanks for getting me in a wheelchair and down to the shelter before the raid. Is everything okay?
"Looks like the landing strip took only minor hits. The oil tanks are burning. We have many wounded coming in but not that many dead or very serious, so that's good," Jenny stated. "I heard we lost many fighter pilots though."
"That is good. I mean except for the fighter pilots," Jerry agreed.
"Jerry, I have to go now. You stay put in bed, okay."
"I will. See you, Jenny."
"Bye," Jenny said, as she ran out to help.
The night nurses worked for several extra hours along side the day nurses until they could be relieved by the evening nurses. They were totally exhausted by the time they got to crash in their beds. They barely had time to get some sleep, eat a meal, shower, don their clean white nurse's uniforms, and then they had to go right back to work.
As they worked, twice they had to rush down to the basement because of air raid sirens. The sirens had sounded after they had already heard booms from explosions. They learned later that the fire was from Japanese ships not from planes. First a Japanese submarine had fired a few salvos at the islands and later several heavy cruisers had started to shell Midway. They had been driven off by a US submarine.
Rumors were flying around Midway and the hospital on the evening of the fifth of June of a great naval battle. The rumors said the United States had won a tremendous victory. Reports that kept coming into Midway Headquarters and filtering down to the enlisted men and nurses were stating that four Japanese carriers had been left severely damaged and ablaze. The United States had not lost any ships but many aircraft had been shot down including a lot from Midway. They were also told the Yorktown had been attacked and damaged. They might see some of the wounded transferred into them.
The battle was not over and fears still existed that the remainder of the large Japanese armada would continue on. The seven Japanese battleships that made up the strike force had been mistakenly held back by the Japanese supreme commander Admiral Yamamoto. However they were still at his disposal and a huge threat.
The flawed Japanese plan had the carrier force leading the attack on Midway and trying to flush out the American carriers. Admiral Yamamoto wanted to use Admiral Nagamo's carrier force of four carriers to attack Midway but also draw the American carriers into a sea battle. He believed his four carriers with their excellent pilots could take on the American carriers and Midway. He did not however know about the existence of Yorktown. It was believed sunk at the Battle of the Coral Sea. Yamamoto had held his battleships back with the attack forces to reinforce the carriers later after the initial battle with the American carriers and Midway was won and he had total air superiority. It had proven a disastrous mistake.
Everything at Midway was still operating non-stop. Crews worked to fix the partially damaged airstrip. The oil tanker fires were being maintained. Wounded were being attended to.
