A Real Life Story by Glenn Hansen
Dedicated to Sweet Judith, wherever you are in God’s universe.
CHAPTER 16
Speaking of music, it was around this time that I decided to try and find out more about the man playing piano in the window. We were now almost always acknowledging each other when he was there playing. I know, kind of hard to do so when he’s not playing. lol
At Riverview Healthcare Centre, there is a lovely, multi-denominational chapel at one end along with a patient hair salon and a beautiful solarium sitting room for patients and their visitors with massive coated windows so you could see and feel the sun directly without overheating. I came to realize that the other set of doors at that end accessed the ward where I saw my “Piano Man” (thank you, Billy Joel).
One day I decided to go through these doors to the front desk of the ward to try and learn about him. This is when I became aware that these were restricted access doors, so I could not open them without being accompanied by a healthcare centre employee. Curious, I thought. I decided to not pursue this further at this time.
A few days later, I again went to the ward with the restricted entrance. This time, I was able to meet up with an appropriate employee and asked her about why the doors to the piano man’s ward were locked. Like virtually every other employee I met at Riverview, she was very approachable, friendly, and helpful with a nice educational touch. She explained that the doors were secured for this ward because it housed patients with memory/cognitive issues (illnesses such as Alzheimer’s disease). She further explained exiting the ward was also secure out of concern for these patients wandering off unaccompanied.
I had heard of this type of secured entrance/exit before from my music performing experiences at seniors’ care homes. I occasionally went out and played and sang at these types of venues and I remember not being able to get out of the building after my first performance at one. One of the staff at the care home came and explained the secured door concept to me. There was an ever-changing code you had to enter in order to get out of the facility. Like at Riverview, it was to ensure residents with cognitive/memory issues could not wander off unaccompanied. It made perfect sense. Who knew?
A sense of sadness struck me. There was a pretty good chance my piano man suffered from some sort of worsening cognitive/memory issue. I was very sad for him. He loved to play, but maybe he had very little remembrance of his joy after he finished playing. I was also saddened to think that even though our connections were genuine in the moment, he may not remember them as well.
Life is arbitrary and unfair. This familiar phrase is so true. To be deprived of happiness and joy because your mind diminishes in this way is terrible. You get locked out from your own happy memories by your own brain. Add to this the declining cognitive function; it must be very frustrating to live with this affliction for both you and those around you. And to think you are aware of this happening until nearly the end must sometimes be exasperating.
We can think we are invincible when we’re young, some of us for most of our life even, but there is no shortage of ways for life to take a person down at any age. Yet, some of humanity is still afflicted with destructive arrogance. Don’t people realize how small we really are in comparison to the universe? We should be humble, not arrogant. This whole “life” thing is almost beyond conceptualization and appreciation. Maybe that’s why some turn to arrogance and bullying; to try and have some sense of personal strength and control over the world. But, it’s delusionary and it’s wrong. We need to respect and care about each other. The kind of caring I witness every time I’m at Riverview Healthcare Centre.
I was disappointed to realize the apparent plight of my piano man. Then I had a nice thought. Even if it was in the moment only, he still experienced some joy while playing and likewise whenever we connected through the window. It brought a smile to my face that maybe I was able to contribute to his life in a positive manner in some way. I was encouraged by this and determined to carry on with our relationship be it as it may.