Gordon
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It was "interesting". Funny story; me and my friend Anne used to take it in turns to do this clinic, week about. Anne is a very svelte size 12 and I'm, with all due modesty, not even close.
The routine was to wear your normal work attire, then over that went a pair of rubber backed scrub trousers, a rubber backed long sleeved scrub top, a plastic apron, a theatre gown. The trousers were tucked into plastic over shoe things, then a face mask, a visor, a head covering thing and 2 pairs of rubber gloves, with the sleeves tucked into the inner glove.
One week Anne wasn't well so I did her clinic. Unfortunately they had ordered protective gear in Anne's size... the trousers were so tight that I couldn't bend down to put my overshoes one, my nurse, Lesley had to do it for me
The surgery was also pretty warm at the best of times, so with all this gear on it was like working in a sauna.
About halfway through I thought, "wow, I can feel the sweat trickling down my chest now". When I came to disrobe, I discovered that my fountain pen had been leaking in my shirt pocket and I now had a nice black patch on my shirt and half my chest
The routine was to wear your normal work attire, then over that went a pair of rubber backed scrub trousers, a rubber backed long sleeved scrub top, a plastic apron, a theatre gown. The trousers were tucked into plastic over shoe things, then a face mask, a visor, a head covering thing and 2 pairs of rubber gloves, with the sleeves tucked into the inner glove.
One week Anne wasn't well so I did her clinic. Unfortunately they had ordered protective gear in Anne's size... the trousers were so tight that I couldn't bend down to put my overshoes one, my nurse, Lesley had to do it for me
The surgery was also pretty warm at the best of times, so with all this gear on it was like working in a sauna. About halfway through I thought, "wow, I can feel the sweat trickling down my chest now". When I came to disrobe, I discovered that my fountain pen had been leaking in my shirt pocket and I now had a nice black patch on my shirt and half my chest
Its a funny story hindsight.. sitting here laughing.. but surely wasn't nearly as funny at the time with all that heavy gear.. oh the memories.. Thanks for sharing them Gordon .. I can't imagine all you all went through with all that on you... and having to do intricate dental work pain free and on anxious patients too 
Not all of us have filthy minds...
