Debbie Elliott Cartall
Dripping Springs, TX
Last updated:
03/10/2007
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After LHS
I attended KU for one year. Later I graduated from
nursing school in Texas, and have been a registered nurse the
past 25 years. Three years prior to becoming an RN, I worked
as a licensed vocational (or practical)
nurse.
Employment
More than 23 years ago, I started my own home health
agency. At first I saw clients in the field, while doing
administrative work. Now, I spend virtually all my time in the
office, dealing with money issues, ethical questions,
licensure requirements and personnel problems. When I really
want to have fun, I ride along with one of the nurses on a
visit to a client and remember why I got into this field in
the first place. Another thing I'm proud of is being appointed
by the speaker of the House in Texas to be a resource consultant
to the state's Nurse Education Workgroup for the Task Force on
Cancer.
Hearth & Home
I've been married to Louis Cartall, MD, for the past 23 years.
I have two children, Teri and Mary Kathleen, from my previous
marriage to Jim Gillispie (class of 1965), if you are
wondering. My two grandsons from Mary are the loves of my
life; they call me Ya Ya. Louis and I have two Golden
retrievers, Katie and Mickey.
The Other Stuff
For fun, I like to exercise so that my measurements do not
exceed my age. I also like to spend time with my two
grandsons, who make exercise seem like a walk in the park. I
have traveled extensively and hope to do more, especially
after retirement. And I am enjoying my old friends, keeping
connected in our golden years. I really appreciate the fact
that we all still want to see each other and give each other
advice—wanted or not.
But mostly we respect each other for being the women we have
become.
My Memories of LHS
I have fond memories of my friends...the laughter, the slumber
parties at the home of Gayle Kurata and at the Bigsby farm
where we pulled pranks on those who went to sleep early, like
stamping Nancy Maloney's forehead with the indelible milk
carton stamp and placing Darlene Cheek's wet bra in the
mailbox when it was freezing outside. But mostly I remember
the feeling that life was always going to be that good. The
bad times? What bad times? |
