My Stay In The Kent & Sussex Hospital

A Memory of Tunbridge Wells.

I am married to David Greenland but my maiden name was Valerie Watson, I spent 14 weeks in the hospital in 1946 and also previously in 1943. I remember the beds being pushed into the corridors when the air raid sirens sounded. I was operated on by a Mr Simons for a mastoid of my left ear, if it wasn't for the discovery of Penicillin and the clever surgeon I wouldn't be here today! I was in ward 12 on the top floor, there was a large balcony at one end of the ward that had a sloping pathway to the ward below I suppose it was a fire escape. My father died in the hospital in 1957. I now live in Australia.