Summer ended. My cousins all went off to school. There was drama surrounding my enrolment in school. Acording to indiana state law a kid had to be 5 before august to start kindergarden. So as a my cousin's went off to school ,i kind of drifted around from relative to relative, with no real place to go.
Some time after the glass table incident, my mother came and "rescued" me. we moved to the big city, Indianapolis. We stayed with my aunt pam, though i dont remember much about her in that time. As far as i knew it was my mom's apartment. It was glorious. My mom was my best friend. I thought she was janet jackson. She was so pretty. and she was the epitome of 80's fashion. She'd go to clubs at night in jeans cut up culture club style, and she was so cool, cause she dressed me up just like her.
I know i annoyed her, I once got caught with some neighborhood kids playing in the water from the a firehydrant that had been broken into.
I remember, before leaving anywhere she'd ask if i had to go to the bathroom... and i'd always say no.. and by the time i got home, i'd be doing the pee dance ready to explode... A few times i did. My aunt really didnt like that. And i had the feeling, that she didnt like me at all.
But my mom, even though she'd get visibly upset, never really raised her voice to me.
My hair was an impossible mane. Aparently it was too thick to manage. It curled weird, as if parts of my head wanted to be native american and the other parts wanted to be black. It was about shoulder length, but too thick to put into pony tails.
One day, Pam's daughter monique came over to perm my hair. . So, they decided to fix it. The experience was nothing short of the scene from the tina turner movie "whats Love got to do with it" where she got her first perminant relaxer... Including the part where her hair fell out. But my mom was awesome. She Went and bough me a "weave" and spent the next 2 days braiding it into what remained of my hair...
Of course, the neighborhood kids made fun of my hair. they said it looked like i had snakes in it. They began calling me medusa. The braids Itched horribly, and i'd scratch my scalp to the point where the roots would be pulled out of the braids
and all the work my mother put into doing my hair was ruined in less than a week.
At some point i started getting sick. I dont remember much. Just one night, as best as i can remember, i drank too much water. i woke up that evening vomiting everywhere. I ran into the living room to get my mother, but she was entertaining guests. She had drank a couple of wine coolers, and being the light weight that she was, she was drunk, Not sloppy drunk. but drunk none the less. She gave me some pedialyte and sent me off to bed.
I must be the only kid in the world allergic to pedialyte. but i broke out in a horrible rash, There were whelts all over my body.
the next thing i remember, i was in a special home. I have no clue if it was a children's shelter, or a hospital. I didnt know why i was there or where my mother was. but i was there for quite some time. My rash had gone but my stomach had not gotten any better. One day they took all the kids to the circus. The clowns terrified me, But i loved the elephants. When we returned from the circus that day, i was miserable.
After dinner, i ran into the bathroom and simultaniously had to poop and vomit. I had no clue what to do first. So i sat down trying to poop, and held my hand over my mouth to keep the puke in. It didnt work. Staff walked in to me soaked in my own vomit crying, because i had thrown up all over the pants my mother gave me.
The vomit/puke attacks happened 2 or 3 more times.
staff were wise after the first time to provide me with a bucket to puke in...
The days there then kinda blurred togeather, until one day my mother came back and got me, and took me back to charlene's house.
Aunt Pam would later tell me that this is the first time my mother tried to give me away, but that She (pam) woldnt allow her to and made her go get me to take me home to fort wayne. Pam said My mom couldnt handle me. And that i was ruining her life. But i was blood, and you dont give blood away.
