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For some reason the nurses who were billeted outside the hospital still did not get decent quarters.
We were still sleeping in the cellar.
After a cozy eve spent in the bombed out house of a friend of mine,I had to return to the cellar a dark and dreary place.
I came down with bronchitis.At that time that had to run it's course:No antibiotics,no medicine to break the coughing spells, fever that would not break. After a few weeks of not being able to work I was called on the carpet by the "management ": "I was an unproductive"person.- I was on their black list -: 1) I functioned as an "interpreter".
Once I had to accompany a British guy from the Secret Service(:I still know his name.)to interview the Head of the Hospital ,a whimp,who was only interested in saving his own skin.He sat in his own cellar ,a helmet on his head scared stiff. He could not care less about the patients or staff.He was wishy-washy with the Germans during the occupation.
I have to be honest I d矛d enjoy that interview and see him squirm.
2)Another point that the "management"detested was the fact that I was asked to go to Dances and Shows.
Cerberus" the person at the entrance of the hospital wrote my name down,the time I was leaving and when I returned.So there was a record.
There probably were more things they did not like about me.
This unproductive person was told to get out of the hospital and not come back.There was a lot of snow already.How did I get the few belongings I had saved out of the hospital and where could I go to?An older R.N .felt sorry for me : I could stay in her house as long as i wanted.She had a 3 story house close to the Hospital She knew that I did not have any family to fall back on.The Canadians ,in our town that time , could not help me and there was no dutch authority yet I could complain to or ask for help..Somebody loaned me a sledge.I put my few possessions on it and with help from some of my nurse friends we pulled it to D's House.We ended up laughing when we saw the humor of this funny procession pulling the sledge through the snow picking up items that kept falling off espescially when we had to round a corner.Laughter is the best medicine.
I have always said::"things" happen for a reason" In my case it did and the "management"was livid when I went triomfantly to the hospital and told some of my friends in sickbay :"You never know where I am going to" and the management could not do a thing about it.

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