I always thought I had the encephalitis later when I was 9. I remember an outing with the Brownies ( Girl Guides for youngsters) While going up the Brixton tower in the lift I puked. Then felt horribly ill, and when I got home in the afternoon, indeed when Pap was home,got seen by Dr Lohmann , admitted etc.
But Pap's account could well be true. I remember Dr Lohmann, a typical doctor with grey hair, glasses, red cheeks and a black doctor's bag. I was therefore one of the many lives he saved, along with Pap in this case.
I remember lying in a cot (more fitting for a toddler) in the Joubert Park Hospital (where I worked in the midwifery many years later) The nurses came and washed me when it was still dark and left me shivering. No visitors in my memory, certainly no mother rooming-in like they do nowadays. ( I can't imagine Mam being a modern mother and rooming-in with her children in hospital) I myself was never called upon to do this, luckily.
Doctor Lohmann featured later too, in the Wilde Amandel. I remember him bending over me in the bedroom, diagnosing Scarlet fever.
My first year at school, Grade 1 , was at Greenside Primary. There's lot's I remember about this school, also Hendrik, a big black-haired bully. I remember telling Mam about Hendrik.
Mam had to fetch me in her Fiat 500. Here I learnt patience. She was never there when school was out, I don't recall ever walking to the car and getting in and driving home to eat lunch. I do remember waiting on the pavement, sitting on my satchel, waiting for her to arrive. Everybody was long gone by the time she did, it might even have taken hours. Time doesn't really feature when you're 5 or 6, but I can still see the little Fiat puttering aroung the corner which I kept eyeing of course. And then we went shopping, boodschappen doen. There were often sweets or chocolates in the cubby hole which I could help myself to (I don't really remember a quota)....hence the teeth!
Thankfully I could go to Blairgowrie primary the next year, right across the road, the Standard drive.You crossed the road at the crossing helped along by the Scholar Patrol.I remember doing that in later years, along with being a Librarian under the wings of Mrs Malan, my all time favorite lady. I learnt to appreciate books, was a total bookworm. I walked to school reading, in the same stance as they do with mobiles nowadays! I read every word Enid Blyton ever wrote I'm sure. Totally wonderful!
Okay, an unwanted baby as myriads on the planet. None of us were probably actually wanted , not in Mam's point of view, I think.Especially as the numbers increased the motivation dropped. And another one 5 years later was really the last straw.... I never realised that this was the case. Looking back now and of course reading this does make it clear. Lot's slots into place. Like why there was so much silence ( a feature I appreciate nowadays) I was surrounded by silence. I remember standing in the kitchen watching Mam silently iron...sheets, hankies, all manner of things that one never would iron now . I watched, waiting maybe for something to materialise, which I don't think did. I can't remember her actually talking to me. Maybe that's why Annemieke later suggested speech therapy for me , when I was about 5 I think. This never happened but I think the perceived problem was due to non-practice.
Oh yes, another definite sign of negligence was my teeth. I was visiting the orthodontist, was in therapy but Mam forgot to renew my appointment. Years later Pap asked why there was no progress with my teeth, al still askew. Oh! Forgot to renew the appointment! By this time it was too late , Dr Luyckx (?) replaced the orthodontist but couldn't do very much except remove some teeth as far as I recall.Perhaps there was also the underlying current of (wasted)costs...maybe that helped in the forgetting. During my teenage years I paid many visits to Dr L, in a building (6th floor, 7 th floor) on Jeppe street in town. I went with the bus. I learnt to be brave there, and sit in total silence. Why didn't anyone stop me eating sweets? What do you know as a kid?
And when it came to career choice Maik helped and guided. Mam was still not really featuring. Only much later when I became a mother, but even then there were complications...
And Pap was at work. He expected his coffee and his paper when he got home at 6pm; we ate at 7h10 pm. Also lot's of silence there.
And in the evenings we listened to the radio while Mam did her carpet knotting. I joined in, this was at the Wilde Amandel. All very peaceful then.
This has always been an issue with me, falling asleep, staying asleep etc. Now that I no longer do night duty (which I never had problems with although never say never) and through other activities this 'issue' has improved and maybe is even no longer an issue...