In our village – Soham, Cambridgeshire – many years ago we had a GP by the name of Nicolle, who was a very clever man and respected by all. When I was about five he actually removed my tonsils and adenoids in his surgery, and I remember it so well. My father took me to […]
During my SRN training in the 1950s I spent three months at the Infectious Disease Hospital for fever experience. There, very strict barrier nursing was essential, and we wore white cotton face masks and gowns over our uniform to prevent cross-infection. My first ward consisted of a central kitchen with Sister’s office and a linen […]
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