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Memories of Alton
Hi all old inmates of LMTH. I was in Connaught Ward block 3 (boys), at the tender mercy of Sister Smith, from about end 1951 aged 6 until December 1954. I had neglected TB in the knees and (then unknown) lungs. I remember Wilfred, who carried us about either in that grey wooden handcart or the electric trolley and who made wooden toys for those of us who had little or no visitors at Christmas. Mrs Caravan (I think) was the ward teacher and I remember a poor novice sister getting thrown out for climbing out of a ward window to recover something a boy lost. I also remember Streptomycin and PZA (ugh!) and getting a front tooth broken as they attempted to force me to eat some vile pudding. The cabbage was the worst I've ever heard of, let alone ate! I remember Peter from Compton Abbas and poor Ian, who gave me his Eye-Spy books just before he died (I got accused later of stealing them, how could I... Read more
When I first came here the NHS hadn't begun, I think my mum was asked to pay 7/6d per week! Visiting was 2hrs on the 1st Sunday of the month only. Just as well really because my parents had to travel from 3 miles south of Dorking. I laid flat on my back for most of the 3 years with my left hip in plaster, a strap across my chest, and weights out of the end of the bed holding my left leg still. In fact when I came out of hospital my right shoe had to be made up by 3" to compensate for the extra length of my left!. I remember very little of my stay in Treloars, apart from catching chicken-pox and being placed in an isolation ward, and Mum and Dad wearing gowns etc., when they visited. I remember being told off by Sister when I got stung by a Bee on my finger, she said it was because I spilt my food on the bed!... Read more
Cannot Remember Much
I believe I was in LMTH from 1953 until 1962 with breaks in between. This was due to polio which meant many operations on my right leg. I can recall a Sister Smith. I do recall going outside with our beds, and shunting the beds around the ward in the evening to be closer to our pals to play games. I also recall, due to boredom, we somehow managed to tie a fishing line to the on/off switch to the large radio which was wall mounted. We then used to pull the line, turning on the valve set late at night; it took a minute or so to warm up, then started playing loudly, causing the staff who sat at a large table at the end of the ward to come rushing down to turn it off. I do not think we were ever caught, but they used to listen out for the loud click of the switch and dash down before the set warmed... Read more
Children's Ward 1959
I spent several months in Treloar with Polio. I was five years old and from what I have been told, at deaths door. Can't say that I remember much except the nurses smiles and the pictures of Micky Mouse on the windows. I would like to thank the staff for whatever they did to save my life, as from being paralyzed from my left arm across my body to my right leg, I went on to have a fantastic life seeing the world and having children and grandchildren. Thank you.
Student Nurse Shawyer
I was a student nurse at Lord Mayor Treloars from January 1962 until January 1964. Those two years orthopaedics were affiliated with other hospitals which allowed us to start training before 18 which was the minimum age for General Nursing commencement, when the students moved on the 3 year general training was reduced to two years. The hospital was a very happy place because many of the patients were long stay, young, cheerful and perfect! The nurses home is shown in this photograph, it was always warm and friendly. I had several rooms in the home, the attic window just visible beyond the second A was my favourite, the only disadvantage being if you got in from a date late, after 10pm lock up you could not get in a window, then you had to knock up a friend whose room was on the ground floor, she would then pass her laundry box out the window for you to stand on, then you had to lean out and pull the basket back... Read more
I was a patient in this hospital in 1955 when I was ten years old. There were very caring nurses and also a hospital school which helped me immensely during my stay of about two months. At that time I believe it was named The Lord Mayor Treloar hospital for Crippled Children. Not very "P C" by 21st century standards of description!
Anyway, the nurses were truly excellent and they needed to be as so many of us were long stay patients and in the 1950's the visiting hours were extremely limited so young children missed their families. In fine weather our beds were wheeled out on to a terrace and I can remember having some arithmetic lessons there. I recovered fully from surgery to both of my feet and went home with plaster casts and eventually was able to do everything I wanted - cycling, cross-country running and much much later morris dancing!
Children's Ward 1948 to 54
Going into LMT hospital,every summer during school holidays to have operations on my,right hand which was webbed... Mixed memories of painful,operations - but kind staff and reading every Enid Blyton ever written I think...all provided for the children's use by the hospital... I envied the patients who were allowed to sleep on the balcony...int hose days parents were only allowed to visit on Sundays...so those fists were treasured and much looked forward to
Alicia 'Lulu' Hawkins
Just found this - cannot compute!
In retrospect, the best days of my life. Reunited after a gap with nee Ann Wagstaff, Anne Legge, Maureen Russell (aunt was Sister Booth) and Gill Baker (now Legge). Old bones ban gatherings, but BT does well from us, so they know of this site now.
Such a strict training, all muscles, etc learned. No cross infection allowed - nor thought of - in spite of the abscesses from TB, etc.
Maureen and Anne Legge went to 'Kings', the rest of us to Westminster. Gill married Anne Legge's brother.
Mothers were encouraged to be interviewed with daughters - no bad thing (?like horses!).
Sister Smith used to get me to play songs for the boys to sing to, on an evening shift - the piano was near the fire, so I couldn't say "No" - could I? I also played the little chapel organ for Sunday services (hard work).