The Possibility of Being Pregnant
Trip Start Dec 01, 1992
125Trip End Jun 01, 1993
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All got held up by some emotional upset on my part.
I collapsed onto my bed and cried for ages, for a sudden fear had come upon me that I could be pregnant. Andy had posed this possibility to me, because I had not been bleeding at all in India, and also it could explain why I had suffered so much nausea and weakness in Kodaikanal.
My periods were often conveniently absent in Indian travels so I had not questioned this myself.
I didn't want another child by Andy. I raged at myself and I convinced myself that it could not be true.
If I was to have another child I wanted it to be by someone who would be responsible and support his offspring, not someone who would leave us languishing in poverty, dependent on government handouts.
I had my last bowl of cream of tomato soup and baked aubergine, my favourites, then off we went to the station in the full heat of the day, which was unbearingly intense.
We travelled by train, via Colombo, to the old city of Kandy which was in the centre of Sri Lanka.
It was late when we arrived in Kandy, and we were hungry so indulged in an expensive buffet meal at the upmarket Queens Hotel. Our waiter was so nice and when we'd finished he gave Jai a big bag of cakes and fruit and told him to save it for his breakfast.
There were no rooms available at Queens Hotel, and various guest houses we phoned either didn't answer or were full up too.
Eventually we got a response from the out of the way Prasanna's.
The owner came to meet us on his motorbike and got us to follow him in a rickshaw.
Down a steep road we at last descended, on a middle class residential road that was stuck in jungle area.
Again we were mucky to get a room with a mosquito net, though at 250 rupees it was the most we were paying so far for a place to stay in Sri Lanka.