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- From: "Elizabeth Kay" <ebeth.kay@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: "M BOWKER" <bowker288@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>, "Guide Chat" <guide.chat@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Wed, 22 Aug 2012 17:59:51 +0100
Malcolm: My first experience of being in hospital was at the old Salford Royal
in1934 when I was 16 years of age. This was an operation on my nose! It was not
a major operation but was not very pleasant. The worst thing I remember about
it was the aneasthetic. In those days a contraption was placed over the your
nose and mouth so that you
breathed in the chloroform. Then it felt as thoigh yor head was exploding for
a few seconds before you fell asleep. I had this experienc again several years
later when a splinter went through my thumb whilst gardening.
I have had three operation in recent times and everything is very
different.Including the anaesthetic which is now quite pleasant.
In those early days wards were very long and held about 25 beds down each side,
all close together. However the nursing staff were very efficient. They had to
be with strict ward sisters and a matron watching them all the time. Even the
patients were scared of them. No sitting on the side of the bed,you had to be
in it or out. Waiting times for operations could be two or three years except
in the case of an emergency Waiting rooms for consultations had long backless
forms for patients to sit on and the waiting time could be all day;although
come to think of it even today I have sometimes spent a couple of hours in a
hospital waiting room ,but at leat it is a bit more comfortable. I could go on
at length about how things have changed but i thik you might find it boring so
I will resist the temptation. Best Wishes Elizabeth
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From: M BOWKER - Email Address: bowker288@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Sent On: 21/08/2012 16:32
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Subject: [guide.chat] In Reply To: [guide.chat] In Reply To: Part 5. new school.
Hi Elizabeth, pleased you found my artical of interest. I think you will
understand the way things were in the 40's and early 50's. as regards to
hospitals
and schools etc. I don't think the younger one's on here will see it the same
as we do. There is more to come yet.
love Malcolm. xxx
Have read your story Malcolm. I am amazed and saddened by what you had to
endure Thanks for telling us. Will look out for part six Elizabeth
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From: M BOWKER - Email Address: bowker288@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Sent On: 20/08/2012 21:44
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Subject: [guide.chat] Part 5. new school.
When I left junior school I was told by my mother that I was going to a new
school that she had got me into after a lot of fighting to get me in there. It
was an experiment that the education were trying out for the partially sighted.
This one classroom would be in a main stream secondary school. So after the
summer holidays I would be going there. I had to go to the local bus stop and
a special bus would pick me up every day and bring me home again. I missed
taking my eleven plus because I also had a letter to say I had to go for
another operation on my mouth. I went to the hospital in Whthenshaw. It was
the old R. A. F. huts that had been turned into wards. This time the operation
was going to be a lot different to the one I had at the age of three. So I was
admitted and for a couple of days they left us to get to know the other kids in
there. Then its started. I was taken down as they say and had a lot of skin
taken of my legs. Some time later they took me down again and when I came
round I had what we nicknamed a sausage. They had made my skin grow into what
looked like a sausage , it was about an inch thick and about ten inches long.
It had been stitched to the inside of my right arm and the other end fastened
to the side of my rib cage. This had to be left to grow to a certain size then
they would cut it off and use the new groan skin to make a new pallet. After
some weeks I was taken down again for the big operation. I don't know how long
it took but it was a long time. I spent the next two weeks recovering . Every
day I had penicillin injections and for the first week I had raw eggs to eat
and nothing else. This was because I had 59 cat gut stitches down the middle of
my new palate. Going from the front to the back of my mouth. These were about
half an inch long and irritated mi to the point of madness. After that I went
to Conway for three months convalescence..
part 6 to follow.
love Malcolm. xxxx.
Cheshire,
skype name,
malcolmbo1
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