When I arrived to visit Maureen yesterday morning a member of staff said you should see your ‘Polynesian Princess today’. When I saw her looking stunning and happily singing along to the background music I realised I had been on the wrong mission. My campaign to get her home as quickly as possible had been short-sighted.
Maureen gave me a beautiful smile when she saw me. I joked that I had been drawn to this silver-haired lady singing in the corner before I realised it was my wife. She is used to this sort of thing and carried on singing. I left her to it and made my way to one of the areas set aside for visitors. Maureen sought me out a while later with: ‘there you are I’ve been looking for you’. She then told me that ‘magic was taking place in here’.
I returned to Konar later in the day and saw the’magic’ in action first hand. Maureen was in extreme discomfort as her system had become seized up. The efforts that staff went to as they helped things to move was indeed ‘magic’. I played my part by holding her hand whilst we walked around: it was too painful for Maureen to sit down. Despite tea being served a magician arrived and helped to ease Maureen’s discomfort as laxatives and gravity eventually did the trick. Then our wonderful magician held Maureen’s hand as she walked her down the corridor for her evening meal.
Maureen is right magic is taking place in Konar. She has experienced TLC from the moment she was admitted. How on earth they are able to do this in an Acute Mental Health Unit has to be a kind of magic.