35 years ago I had my twins in the old Jessops women's hospital in Sheffield. I was in for a month before they were born for "complete rest". There were two 5 bed rooms at the end of the ward for similar pre natal mums.
Then after the birth, all first time mum's were kept in for a full 5 days. There were all single rooms iirc, but communal bathrooms.
There was no tv unless you were well enough to go to the day room. No mobile phones (only on Star Trek in those days) so to make a phone call you had to request the phone trolley. Visiting was restricted to an hour in the afternoon and two hours at night. Two visitors only, the only children allowed were the mum's own. Husbands were allowed to be at the birth and to stay until you were settled in the main ward after moving back from the Labour ward but after that, visiting hours only. At night the lights were dimmed at 10pm, you were supposed to be quiet. The tv in the day room was turned off.
The ward was busy during the day, it was a teaching hospital so as a "twin mum" I got examined by lots of students, there were regular cleaners and auxiliary nurses as well as midwives, I don't remember staff shortages being a problem. The ward sisters and the matron ruled with a rod of iron. If they thought a room wasn't clean or a bed by made properly then woe before the person responsible! Likewise if you made too much noise and woke someone up.....
However, when I needed help they were there. The fiercest was a Jamaican lady, who gave me a cuddle and help in the wee small hours when I was struggling to bf.
The food was what I would call typical school dinner menu. First cup f tea at 6am, cooked breakfast, coffee at 10.30, lunch , more tea at 3, dinner (2 courses usually stuff she and custard for pudding) milky drink at bed time. All served to you in bed, or sitting at the side if you were allowed. Your water jug was refilled twice a day, if you were awake at night you could get tea and toast from the nurses too. It wasn't restaurant quality by any means, the shepherds pie lives in my memory as being revolting, but it was OK.
The ward was clean, see above for fierce ward sisters/matron!
So much seems to have changed, I can't fault the care I got for myself or my DC. It was boring, and often hot on the ward, but we could open a window and I read a lot of books!
Why has it all gone wrong?