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Birmingham Dental Hospital

As a kid I remember the smell of the rubber mask they put over my face before pulling my teeth. :(
 
Oh my goodness ............Dental Clinic at the top of Belchers Lane:Aah:........

black mask :Aah:.........terrible dreams of the chair going up and down and

falling down a big black hole:Aah:.......... dental nurses:Aah:..............NOT nice

people in those days :Aah: :Aah: :Aah:
 
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Anne. Our Dental Clinic was in Sheep Street, always remember the nurse telling me I had such good teeth. Still have quite a few left. Ernie.
 
I too remember the PAIN

Just as most have described experiences, I can account for exactly the same. I delivery great empathy! In an attempt to remove one of my teeth for my "crowded" mouth, the one adjacent was half pulled out too. Couldn't close my mouth and had to return next day to have that one removed. Yuk!
Anne
 
I went there as an emergencey case...
The year was 1955 and I was going to show my brother, that I too could jump across from one attic step to the other, without touching the square bit of landing at the top of the stairs. So with tongue pocking out I took my leap in true ‘Superman’ style and went flying across the room flat on my tummy. Hitting my mouth on the attic windowsill, biting a hole through my tongue, also my chin and breaking my top front tooth. That was not so bad really as if I had proceeded on my ‘Superman’ impersonation and the windowsill had been any lower I would not have been here to tell the tale. I had those ugly black stitches in my chin with some sort of red paint around them, my tongue had to heal on its own and I walked around with a broken front tooth for just over a year until it was taken at the Dental hospital, because it became infected (Maybe from the ‘mud-pies’ I made with a friend while sitting in the gutter outside our house). For the next two years I had a gap and was dogged with the name ’Gappy’ and the song ‘All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth’.
Much out of character I did not smile a lot for those two years, all went well with the nice new tooth on a plastic denture plate until I was 16 yrs old, then one Friday night ‘HORROR’!!!
One of my friends and I went to a dance in Sutton to hear and see a group called “Micky Ray & The Raves’ (We worked with Micky in a shop at ‘The Yenton’ in Erdington). My friend was really taken with Micky and so we spent all night on the dance floor right in front of the stage and ended up having lots of chaps asking us to dance. We Twisted, Loco motioned, did The Swim. Then we Rock & Rolled and it happened!! The chap I was dancing with while twirling me around accidentally hit me in the mouth with his arm and the darn tooth flew through the air right across the dance hall, the lights were low and so no one close by realised what had happened, not even my dance partner thank goodness. When the music stopped I made straight for the ‘Ladies Room’ followed in close pursuit by my friend “what’s up, what’s up?” Is all she kept asking, I’ve lost my tooth was all I could say before we both cracked up laughing. That year all I did want for Christmas was my ’one’ front tooth !

Pom :angel:
 
It was a Bank Holiday in the 60's, I was at home for the holiday from a course I was attending at Stone in Staffordshire. I had a badly infected molar, so off I went to the Dental Hospital.

There were only two staff there, an elderly (to me) man, and a younger lady wearing a sister's uniform. It turned out that the man was one of the consultants. After the usual injections into my gum, I was taken by the sister into the surgery, she stood behind the chair, he got his implements, and off we went.

The sister placed her hands on the top of my head and pressed down really hard, chummy got hold of the tooth, and out it came. I didn't feel anything, it was amazing, they made a perfect team. I was very grateful to them both, and told them so. :)
 
My memories of the Dental Hospital go back to January 1959 shortly before my first baby was due, earlier in the week I had had a tooth extracted at I think Eccleston near Six Ways, Aston, and my GP Dr. Gibson attended I think perhaps because my baby was due. anyway after the extraction I was still in pain and by the Friday evening when my husband came home from work I was in agony. He took me to the Dental Hospital and as the gum was infected they stuffed what seemed like miles of gauze into the gap.

I had to go back each day until it cleared to have the gauze changed, the most embarassing thing for me was that I was asked if the dental students could attend, I suppose it was an interesting case for them, so I was surrounded by about ten people, and in my advanced state of preganancy and being just 21 I was embarassed.
 
My experience of the Dental Hospital was in 1967, when my youngest son was 10 weeks old. I turned up at the hospital and sat in the examination chair holding the baby and with my two year old standing at the side. The dentist rushed in. "Open your mouth then" she said. "It's not me, it's my son" I replied.
"Well, why are YOU sitting in the chair?" she replied crossly "Get down and let your son sit there". "He IS sitting there" I said, "It's the baby, he was born with a tooth and I've been advised to come here for it to be extracted, it's rubbing his tongue when he takes his bottle" (NO...I was NOT breast feeding, thankyou!) The attitude changed to one of amazement and the tooth was taken out while he was surrounded by nine cooing nurses! He didn't even cry, just filled his nappy. :rolleyes:
 
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hello all.
I 2000 i went to the dentist to have my top teeth out,I had a needle in my hand. And when i woke up __ wow_ the pain was terrable, i tryd to stand up but fell on the floor.my friend helped me out and home.
In the night it was worse so to the dentol hospital i went, Sit down in that chair a young man said, he had a look in my mouth and said you have a broken jaw,He put a needle in my face and after a short time cut my mouth.
What ever they use, Believe me folks i never have felt pain like it. he took out a piece of bone and sowed me up.I told him you did not give that stuff time to work. he said yes i did. I can still feel him cutting now.
 
Charlie that must be some memory for you, I bet like any good Mom you have not let your son forget what happened:rolleyes:

I only visited the dental hospital when I was at shool to have a dreaded brace fitted but I must say I was always treated very well. Unlike a dentist I visited in Sutton who filled my teeth without anasthetic, later I recived a gum disease from this dentist which he also didn't treat. I went to the dental hospital and they delt with my problem and the dentist concerned.
 
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charlie. if i had a nappy on that day i would have filled it
 
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Thanks for the link Polly. The photo's are brilliant I had no idea it was opened so long ago!
 
I have memories of going to what I thought was the Dental Hospital but it was in Gt Charles St just down the hill on the L/hand side from Newhall St now demolished to allow the Queensway to be driven through. Dek
 
Hello Wendy,
Up to the age of 21 my Dentist was on Chester Rd North just a few yards from the Hardwick Arms Pub. He still used the old fashioned belt driven drill but never froze the gum, I think that was his way of teaching his patients to look after their teeth a little better.
Best wishes, Mike.
 
I have no complaints with the Dental Hospital - Al and I have been attending twice a year for over 40 years. Al is 87 and I am 78 this year and we have almost all our own teeth. Al also has 4 gold fillings. We are always treated well and the nicities are done first - like "good morning and how are you since your last visit". We are both due for a viisit in March. Miriam.
 
I had gas there once and can still remember the smell of the rubber mask and the overbearing smell of disinfectant, ho and the screams.
 

Used to visit the old dental hospital in the 50s :(, still feel the pain :(:(:(,

after always went to the old Science Museum in Newhall St :):):):):):)
 
I had a terrible experience of the Dental Hospital when I was 9 and had to have 4 teeth out - had to wait for more than 20 people to go first - the smell and the gas mask over my face!!!! - I had to be taken home to Quinton in a taxi I was so sick and off school for a week. It was a long time before I went to a dentist again.
Sheri
 
I remember as alad in Birmingham, that there were so many hospitals, inc the Children's, dentist Hospt, General etc , never a problem with ambulances, our local Doctors did minor surgery, 2 weeks ago my wife had a stroke 17 hours in A/E/???
 
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