As well as an account which was published here as:
There was also an account published on the Skwarkbox blog
Here is a further account:
My friend in the same bay as Bella didn’t die, she went on to a nursing home. Tell them I only saw Julie once or twice for a very short time,on the many afternoons i spent there and I didn’t see her helping patients. Bella looked really comfortable in her bed by the window and the nurses went to a lot of trouble to make her comfortable. No one screaming or yelling for help, no one on the floor, no vases. Many very elderly, very sick patients, some of them confused. Not enough nurses.
My friend had dementia and couldn’t fill in her form for food but they always brought her something. Julie looked like a fish out of water and couldn’t seem to accept that her mother was very frail. The patients were all very poorly, my friend was riddled with cancer and hadn’t eaten in the months prior to being taken into Stafford hospital. A number of them were being fed directly into their stomachs. I remember one patient who was going home and they had to wait for the packets of food and Julie was making a big fuss about it, I think she thought it was a hotel where you could just click your fingers.”