The movie M.A.S.H. fills her with delusions.
She pursues the role of angelic nurse in the manner the boys' dream of John Wayne heroics.
The battlefield surgery reveals a different reality, of bustle, overlain with the incessant demands of doctors barking orders without the time for niceties.
The mangled, ruined Marines course through endlessly, expiring on the stretcher canvass.
Self-medicated with vodka, the sex was consensual.
However the occasional “Thank you Pet,” from a battered boy who inexplicably knew her diminutive, helped the most to quell the disillusionment.