I was in desperate need of healing, care, love and understanding.
My heart was broken, my life was shattered, it was true I had become a shadow of my former self.
A friend recommended the Lucky Rub Spa and Wellness Centre to me. Whatever I needed he said they would provide.
So I packed my bag and booked in.
It was here I met Katy Cummins. Katy was the one who was to take me under her wing and tell me and show me the virtues of coming to the Lucky Rub. From the spas to the massage to the wellness lectures and meditation sessions Katy led me through the lot.
By day five I was beginning to feel different. All the health food, the diets, the exercise, the meditation and especially Katy’s massage technique was lifting me to new heights of awareness.
I was fast becoming wakened to aspects of myself I never knew I possessed. Katy worked on my mind as well as my body. Her dedication to her job was amazing. She lectured and demonstrated the latest in relaxation techniques, showed me ways to relax my body and my mind, led me through techniques that resulted in my total surrender to her processes.
By weeks end I was feeling a completely different person. My heart no longer felt broken, I now had resolve to face whatever the world threw at me. My soul was now intact. I saw a light in the distance and I was determined that no matter what I would continue after my release to pursue the programs she had initiated.
It was the day after this revelation that everything went askew.
The director of the centre called me in and wanted to know why I had avoided all the set programs that I had paid big money for. I stated that when I arrived Katy had taken me in hand and told me she was my personal trainer and consultant for the coming week.
He looked at me and asked if I was referring to Katy Cummins.
I said I was.
He rolled his eyes and pressed several buttons on his desk. The room was suddenly filled with large men in white coats. One carried what looked like some sort of restraining device.
Katy was out he informed them. The men in white coats scattered instantly.
“I’m sorry,” announced the director, “but Katy is from our closed ward. She didn’t perform anything sexual on you did she?”
The expression on my face said it all.
“Here,” he said handing me a small jar, “best if you pee into this and we’ll see where we go to from there.”