Now moving on to Annintupa. Obviously this ward was for women.
This ward was by far the largest so far.
The purpose of this room was a bit unclear.
A closer look at the paintings.
I think these are oats.
The first one of the patient rooms. It was as if the patient just left yesterday.
The second one. Just the bed was missing.
I’ve removed the surname of the inhabitant, but her first name has been Anni.
The toilets.
The corridor went on and on.
A nice mirror image!
The patient rooms were mirror images of eachother. The only difference was the bathroom, which was either left or right from the entrance.
In this room there were both an ordinary and a hospital bed.
The artificial flowers seem to have been a standard equipment in every room.
The room doors were wider than the standard.
A painting with an evening prayer.
More standard patient rooms.
I’m not really sure if I consider these inspiring surroundings.
Actually i would find this place rather depressing, I believe I wouldn’t like to live in one like this.
One more to go after this one.
And the final patient room.
Instructions on the proper way of washing hands.
The room at the end of the corridor was again a random mess of furniture and moving aids.
A newspaper from 2016. I used to work there back then, but didn’t find an article written by myself this time.
Not the typical type of eggs.
The final inhabitant left their clothers behind.
The newer part of the complex has now been explored. Time to move on to the 1950’s part.