Connaught Military Hospital
My husband and I were both stationed at the Army Chest Hospital in Hindhead but it was not this building. It was a single storey building with long corridors and the wards leading off these. It was on the main Portsmouth road. My husband was in the Catering Corp and I was in the QARANC. There were two wards for the Ghurkas as they very prone to catching TB in those days.
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RE: RE: Connaught Military Hospital
My mother was in the Connaught Hospital with TB in 1953/4. I was only 6 & 7 years old but do remember it being a long single storey building - possibly wooden, possibly painted light grey? Of course I wasn't allowed in (no children under 12) but when Mother was in the end ward I was able to talk to her at the door, where there was a ramp and double doors. She had a lung removed there in what I believe was pioneering surgery; she said the cavity was filled with ping pong balls which were later removed with more surgery! She died (of Alzheimer's Disease) in 1993.
Comment from Fiona Birchall on Wednesday, 13th April 2011.
RE: RE: Connaught Military Hospital
I was a patient in the Connaught in 1954 after contracting T.B. in Korea. It was indeed a low building with very long corridors, so long that the Duty Officer used a bike to visit the Wards. I had a lung re-section performed by Mr. Kent-Harrisson. He performed two operations every Tuesday. The C.O. was Lt. Col. Mackay-Dick whom I met at Heathrow Airport whilst working there, though he did not appear to be interested in what I had to say. I have photos taken during my stay, mostly with names of the subjects. I also have a photo of the ward with patients and staff taken by the Nursing Mirror. I remember a Ghurka trying to sell me his camera but he wanted too much for it. The Female ward was near the entrance to the hospital. I got a suprise one evening whilst passing the ward when one of the patients called out my name. It was a W.R.A.C. I knew very well in Bad Oeyenhausen in 1952. I re-call that the Sister on the ward, a Scot, was engaged to the Doctor on the troopship that I was repatriated on.
Comment from THOMAS GLIMSTEAD on Thursday, 9th June 2011.