Can't You See I'm burning, burning

Templehill Surgery in Troon is one of...3 Surgeries in the town. 

We are pretty poorly served.  There were four, and one of them retired two years ago and now the surgery is being converted into flats. 

This surgery, when i was little, was one unit. You walked in front door -the receptionist was behind a desk  in a 4 x 6 entrance hallway, behind a sliding glass window.  A door was directly opposite the front door - and that took you into a waiting room with 16 chairs - six down each wall - and two on the short walls. 

The doctors, McIntosh, McFee, and Morrison would stick their head round the door and you could go into one of three surgeries.. Small rooms, a table, a pile of papers, and a red vinyl bed. 

My earliest memory of the surgery, is post a terrible, terrible cycle accident.  I was 5 and I fell off my bike, and when I got back on it, it was sans - seat and the damage I caused to myself was far greater than the damage the knees to the pavements caused.  I remember laying on that bed, clawing the walls as the doctor examined the damage. 

The Surgery now has taken over the flats above, and the two units to either side of it. 

There is a waiting room which comfortably sits 30 (at least), a seconday waiting room, a reception area with sliding doors,  Plenty of space for the receptionists to scream your symptons to all the people of the town, and there is very possibly now an extension with a second waiting room, and a minimum of 8urgeries. 

Its' quite amazing - how it has changed, and even more amazing when I think of the doctors who have passed through their doors, and have left to settle into retirement.