The seats faced backwards so medical personnel could face the patients…

 

I was not medical personnel;

I was a 6 year old child flying home with my Mother

On the only flight available

To get ‘home’ from home – RAF Wildenrath – quickly,

So we sat there obediently –

My phobias and me

Wincing each time the curtains were drawn back to reveal

One of the nurses to administering some treatment that was necessary,

Or providing pain relief – at least to some degree,

My hands clasped in a prayer that it would

not involve blood.

 

I was not medical personnel

I was a 6 year old girl

With – what at the time I had no way of being able to tell-

What was only later understood

To have been a Most Peculiar Childhood.