Mary Cronk MBE, one the longest-standing and beloved members of ARM, has been frail and unwell for some time but today we have had the following news from her daughter, Maggie:

I am very sorry to post this, but mum has taken a turn for the worse. She is in St Richards, on Ford Ward. She has sepsis from a serious bladder infection, fluid on her lungs, and a heart that is struggling. Peter her son, and dad are going to see her this afternoon, and I am seeing her this evening. When I saw her last night, she was speaking, but difficult as she has an oxygen mask on, and was even eating a little yogourt. Obviously the doctor was not too positive. We are all feeling sad, your thoughts and prayers are gratefully received , Maggie, Mary’s daughter XX

We at ARM send Mary and her family all our love. Mary has been a huge inspiration to us all over the years, and we’d like to encourage everyone to send cards to Mary to show her we care at c/o Ford Ward, Spitalfield Lane, Chichester, West Sussex, PO19 6SE

From the UK Midwifery List archive:

“I am sure I have told this story before but here it is again. ~Over forty years ago I had my first baby in Queen Charlottes Hospital (my first part midwifery training school) I had ruptured a lumbar disc at 24 weeks and spent the next 16 weeks in QCH on skeletal traction and had an elective forceps delivery at full dilatation. My baby was taken away very shortly after the birth to be “cot nursed” for 48 hours in the nursery as he was a forceps and all forceps deliveries were routinely cot nursed under supervision in the nursery. 40 odd years on I can still feel the emotions I had then. I ordered that my baby be brought to me immediately and informed them that I was my baby’s legal guardian and if he was not brought to me instantly, my husband would be instructing solicitors and bringing an action against them for kidnapping. I was so angry and hysterical, I suppose it was because I could not physically go to my baby that I was so upset. He was brought to me and I ordered that he be put alongside me. They obeyed me. but I was visited by Matron who reprimanded me as if I was a pupil midwife again. I repeated myself that I would observe my own baby and he was not removed from me again. I think that was the first time that the iron entered my soul and I realized that parents had rights.  In sisterhood Mary



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