The Municipal Emergency Clinical Hospital, originally called the Bürgerspital / Civil Hospital, was built between 1744 and 1745 in the provincial Baroque style. The military hospital was built on one level between 1764-1766 and multi-storey in 1817-1818.
The municipal emergency de urgență (Str. Mărăşeşti 3 – 5, str. Sf. Ioan), denumit inițial Bürgerspital / Spitalul Civil, a fost construit în perioada 1744-1745, aripa clădirii cu etaj dinspre strada Mărășești fiind terminată în anul 1757, în stil baroc provincial. În timpul asediului cetății de către revoluționarii maghiari în anul 1849, spitalul a fost bombardat și reconstruit la mijlocului secolului al XIX-lea. După Al Doilea Război Mondial în clădire a funcționat Clinica Universitară de Dermato-Venerologie pînă în anul 2015.
The military hospital was built on one level between 1764-1766 and in 1817-1818 it became a multi-story hospital. The building suffered during the bombings of the Hungarian revolution in 1849, being renovated in 1894. The military hospital has three courtyards, with facades on four streets: Brediceanu, Gheorghe Dima, Gheorghe Lazăr, and Marasesti.
Mihai Opriș, Mihai Botescu – Arhitectura istorică din Timișoara, Editura Tempus, Timișoara, 2014
Josef Geml, The old Timișoara in the last half of the century 1870-1920, Cosmopolitan Art Publishing House, Timișoara, 2016.
Military Hospital and former Civilian Hospital
at the entrance of the military hospital
whips the NATO flag
you look at it
and you heal
“And not far from here, the hospital street began. Long, smelling of cetrimide and iodoform. All the hospitals – adult’s, military, children’s, women’s, dermatology and venereal diseases, even those for contagious diseases - were all lined up one after the other, in dull, damp buildings, with walls covered in mold. And at the end, in the last building, smaller and more isolated from the others - the morgue. And also in the city center, right between the sumptuous palace housing the National Bank and the courthouse, stood the prison. Several times a day, groups of prisoners in striped uniforms would pass through the huge, ugly wooden gate, accompanied by guards with dumb faces, like sleepy beasts.” (Radu Ciobanu, Twilight, București, Eminescu Publishing House, 1971, p. 16)